I had just turned 7 when this happened. Me and my Mum decided to move to Spain, because of the brilliant sunshine and good tourist destinations. I was really excited and couldn’t wait too see my new home. When we arrived Mum chose a house with woods going all around it, in a sort of barrier. Mum loved it, but I wasn’t so sure. I was especially suspicious about those woods, and how their frightening shadow’s casted over the house, making it look spooky and unwanted. But before I knew it Mum bought the house, and we started unpacking. Eventually I got bored, and started mucking around deliberately, and Mum crossly sent me outside with the creepy woods. Terrified, I gulped and slowly creeped outside. The shadow’s seemed more demonic then ever at 6:00, and the trees seemed more sad. Feeling as if I was trapped in a pit of evil, I hunched down low on the floor, my heart beating. Then, I suddenly heard crying. I looked up, and there was a little girl standing only a few feet away from me. Her face was covered in scabs, and so were her arms and legs. her dress was ripped. She floated towards me, her arms outstretched, then vanished mysteriously. Totally frightened, I ran back inside. When it was nighttime all I could think of was the little ghost. Then, I heard the crying again, and I looked at my window. The little girl was standing right outside my window, her eyes fixed on me. Scared out of my skin, I realised all her scabs were bleeding. She tapped on my window, and suddenly dissapeared. I was so frightened that I hid under the covers. I never heard that crying again, but it still scares me whenever I think about it
by Amber
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