Message after the story

Ayun na, natapos na yung first story ever blogged kuh. Hehe. =D
Dami inspiration nyan. Hahaha.

I'll be posting yung iba pa soon.

I'm missing everybutty na. Hehe. Summer is here, and I'm bored to death.
I'm updating my nothing book, napagod lang aku sa kasusulat.

This day, I'm supposed to go to school, but, wala ako sa mood.
May mood pla yun? Hehe.

Anyway, I think I'll end this post na.

Love me,
Yammcy. ♥

Chapter 9: The Big Surprise

Finally. My first horror story reached its end. Made a little twist.
Just remember, happy endings don't mix well with horror.:)

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Chapter 9- The Big Surprise

The next day, at school.

“Hey guys!” Keely waved to her friends. She joined them in their group table at the cafeteria. Next to Fen’s house, the school canteen was their second favorite place to hang-out.

“Hi Keely!” Zea waved. “We were just talking about our experience in the haunted mansion.”

Keely sat down. “Oh yeah. Exciting, was it?”

“Yeah! And we finally won the issue that there are no ghosts.” Zea grinned. “We did not saw anything in the Mort’s manor.”

“Okay, okay.” Scarlet surrendered. “You won, that’s why I’m treating you guys with ice cream later.”

“Yey, ice cream!” Fenella cheered. “What a thrilling adventure. Except for the part where I bruised my ankle.”

“How is it now?” Scarlet asked.

“It’s fine. I can walk by myself.”

“And too bad we forgot to bring the diary with us.” Darcie said glumly.

Cleo nodded in agreement. “Yup, no one believes we knew what truly happened to the Mort family.”

“Yeah.” Scarlet drank her iced tea. “I can’t even believe what we went through.”

“I was really terrified when we learned we’re going nowhere inside the house.” Fenella reacted. “To think that we can’t get out of it gives me goose bumps.”

“Yeah. Cleo was always a genius.” Zea praised.

Cleo smiled. “No need to thank me.”

“Wow, you guys seemed to have a nice adventure inside the house. Too bad I couldn’t make it that night.” Keely miserably said.

Zea faced her. She looked confused. “What do you mean you did not make it?”

Now it was Keely’s turn to be confused. “Didn’t you guys receive a text message?”

“What message?” Even Darcie was stunned.

Keely eyed all of them. “Well, that evening before our meeting time, something came up. My parents are going out of town and they asked me to baby-sit my cousin for the night. As much as I wanted to come, my parents wouldn’t let me. I can’t leave the baby all alone so I asked my mom to text you, Zea that I couldn’t come with you guys. I guess she forgot to do that. I’m sorry. Why are you all surprised?”

“If you did not come that night,” Fenella thought. “Then who was with us the whole time?”

“Huh, why?” Keely was puzzled. “What happened?”

“B-but when we met at the old willow tree there was six of us!” Scarlet said in bewilderment.

“You were there, Keely!” Zea cried out. “You were even with us inside the house!”

“This is not funny, Keely. If you thought you could get even with us because of what we did to you in the mansion-“ Darcie shrieked.

Keely was still baffled. “Hey, I wish I was joking, but I’m not. I really did not make it.”

“We met at the old willow tree, right?” Cleo analyzed. “And that’s where Kameko died.”

“So…” Fenella whispered. “The girl who was with us inside the mansion the whole time wasn’t Keely…”

Zea’s heart was beating fast. She knew that night something was wrong. And she found her answer. “…but Kameko, herself!”

-END-

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Chapter 8: The Secret Passage

Chapter 8- The Secret Passage

“Oh my god.” Cleo mumbled.

“S-she killed Galton.” Zea breathed. “She killed her own father!”

Everyone was silent. They couldn’t believe what they had read.

“G-guys. Do you know what day is today?” Scarlet suddenly queered.

Darcie looked at her watch. It was fifteen minutes past twelve. “November 30^th!”

“It’s Kameko and her dad’s death anniversary!” Cleo hissed.

Fenella dropped the diary as if it was something terrifying. She backed off a few steps.

“We better get out of here now.” Fenella gulped. “I don’t like the idea of being in this house the day of the owner’s death anniversary.”

Scarlet nodded. “Yeah, I so much agree with you.”

They marched out of the room and went down the stairs. Thunder then boomed across the sky. A flash of lightning followed after. The flashlight that they carried suddenly went off.

“What happened?” Fenella asked.

“The batteries died down!” Zea panicked.

“Darcie, stop putting your cold hand around my arm!” Cleo grumpily said.

“I’m not.” Darcie answered.

“Then, who-?”

Another thunder made their heart jump. They screamed and ran through the house. Rain started pouring heavily outside.

Fenella tripped off. She fell hard on the linoleum floors.

“Fen!” Zea called. She approached her. “Are you okay?”

“Oww. My ankle hurts.” Fenella massaged her swollen foot.

“It looks bad.” Scarlet remarked.

“Can you walk?” Cleo asked.

“I-I don’t think so.” Fenella replied.

“C’mon. I’ll carry you.” Zea offered.

“I’ll lead the way.” Darcie said.

They walked through the dark house, the only light illuminated from the piece of candle that Cleo found.

“Wait, wait, wait. This room looked familiar.” Zea uttered. “Hey, this is the top floor! See, that’s Kameko’s portrait!”

“That means we are going on circles!” Cleo concluded.

“Oh my god. This can’t be happening.” Darcie said under her breath.

“What if we can’t get out of this place?” Scarlet speculated.

“Don’t say that. We’re all going home.” Zea assured her buddy. The problem is, how?

“I think I can remember where we went through, but, there had been a large hole in it. We couldn’t get back.” Cleo explained. “ How about your path, Zea?”

Zea thought hard. “I was not paying any attention to where we were going. I didn’t expect the mansion to be this big.”

“Well, we have to find a way out by ourselves.” Darcie presumed. “Even if it’ll take us forever.”

Fen embraced her friends. “We can do this. Let’s not panic, okay? Deep breath. C’mon. Let’s go get out of this house.”

The others nodded.

“Wait, Fen. Can you still remember where you stumbled?” Cleo asked.

“Yeah, I think so. Why?”

“Take us there.”

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“This is the exact spot.” Fenella pointed to the loose floor.

Cleo examined it under the small light from a candle.

“Just as I thought.” Cleo snapped her fingers. “Look, an opening!”

They squinted through the unfastened board. There was indeed a narrow path underneath it. They eyed each other.

“Want to take the chance?” Zea was uncertain.

Scarlet sighed. “We don’t have any way.”

Slowly, one by one, they went down a series of stairs. They searched the somewhat underground passage of Mort’s mansion for any sign of an exit. They reached the end and found a hole big enough for them to go through. They rushed happily outside. They danced with joy and rapture. They didn’t care even if it was raining very hard. All that matters is that they got out of the haunted mansion safe.

Chapter 7: The Lost Diary

Chapter 7- The Lost Diary

“I believe we are on Kameko’s room now.” Fen changed the topic.

Darcie examined the big room. “Nice place she got here.”

They looked through the room. It was outdated and a little archaic. The once pink lacy curtains turned dirty and some parts are ripped. The paint on the wall seemed to fade. There was a big family portrait at the center. Fen came closer and let her fingers run through the old thing.

It showed Galton with the same grim expression as he stood proud with a cigarette on his hand. To his left was his wife, Margaret, her brown curly chin length hair neatly combed in place. She looked dazzling in her sparkly red dress that cascaded on the floor. Her face registered a tender smile. Seated at the center was none other than Kameko, her elegant black dress complimented well with her pale skin. Her straight black hair was pulled up into a ponytail.

“That’s odd. There’s an opening at the back of this.” Fenella noticed.

Darcie turned to see. Fen was right. She reached for the painting and opened it. It showed a secret compartment. “It’s a vault!”

“Oh my god. I have never seen this before.” Scarlet gasped.

“What do you think is the combination?” Zea gushed with excitement.

Cleo snapped her fingers. “Why don’t we try 113097?”

Darcie followed by putting her fingers on the wheel and turning it on the number. Click! The dial opened!

“How did you know that?” Fenella wondered.

“Well, I thought of the date when Kameko died. November 30, 1997.” Cleo explained proudly.

“Look, I think I found something!” Darcie explained. She reached over and found a box. She opened it and spilled the contents in the floor. Diamond rings, gold watches, and silver earrings sparkled through the carpeted floor.

“Wow. Look at all these treasures!” Darcie exclaimed.

“Do not touch it Darcie! It’s not yours!” Scarlet ordered.

Fenella peered through the vault again. “Hey guys! I found a diary! I think its Kameko’s!” She took it out from the vault and they settled on the shabby bed. “Listen.” she then started reading.

November 28, 1997

I can’t wait for this day to end. The day after tomorrow, Patrick and I shall live our life full of love and happiness. But, something was wrong. I think my father doesn’t like him. If he did something against us I will KILL him.

November 29, 1997

He thought I didn’t know. But too bad I did. Mom told me. Tonight, something in this house will change my life.

November 30, 1997

The plan was carried on. I waited for Patrick to come. But I knew he wasn’t coming. I smiled. But Dad didn’t. He approached me and told me Patrick doesn’t love me. I called him a liar. He screamed at me and told me to stop being such a stubborn child. That was the time I showed him the knife on my hand. He was stunned and backed off. I took a step and another. He was cornered on the old willow tree. There was nowhere to run. I smirked. He then told me the truth. He said he tricked Patrick and he went far, far away. Where? He did not know. My grin grew wider. “I know, Dad.” I told him. He apologized. Too late for that now. Filled with anger and grief I stabbed the knife into my father’s chest. Then another. He was struggling but he didn’t expect this to happen. He was gasping for help, but I just stood there, laughing. He died right then. I buried his body and hid it by the tree. After writing this I shall kill myself on that tree again. And as for this diary, I will hide it so that no one shall know what really happened on the night of November 30^th.

Chapter 6: The Portrait

Chapter 6- The Portrait

“Did you see that?” Fenella cried.

“See what?” Zea asked.

“I think someone’s following us.” Fen whispered.

“That’s ridiculous. Were alone this building.” Zea said.

Zea turned around. She sensed something was wrong. Something’s definitely not right. Yet, she couldn’t put her finger on it. She heaved a sigh. “Let’s continue. Darcie and the others may have reached the top floor by now.”

Cold wind blew upon an opened window. The hairs at the back of their necks tingled. It felt as if someone was watching their every move. Someone who can’t be seen by their naked eyes.

Zea turned into an intersection and climbed the winding stairs. At the foot of it, there was a wall and a big wooden door. On the wall rests a portrait. Although dim, she can clearly make out the hand-painted picture in the canvass. It was a girl with ebony black hair that cascaded down her shoulders. She had a creamy complexion and hazel brown eyes that seemed to sparkle. Her thin red lips curled into a tiny smile.

“She’s pretty.” Fenella observed. “She must be Kameko right?”

“This picture gives me the creeps.” Zea commented.

Fenella edged closer. “She looks a bit like you, Keely, don’t you think? Same eyes and almost the same hair.”

“C’mon guys! Let’s go inside.” Zea headed towards the door. She opened it and a blood curdling scream escaped from her mouth.

“What--?” They rushed to their friend and their eyes went wide to what they saw. A girl was hanging on the ceiling, her head tilted in an awful angle. Traces of bright red blood were found in her white dress and in her face too. Her mouth was opened in an anguished cry. Her body swung back and forth. It made a sound. Creak. Creak. Creak.

“Aahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!”

Then they heard boom of laughter. They saw Scarlet coming out of a cabinet. Cleo went out of her hiding place too.

“You should’ve seen your faces!”

“You looked really afraid!”

“Boo!” Darcie showed on their back. “Surprise!” Then she chuckled.

“Y-you scared us!” Fenella managed to speak.

Zea was catching her breath. Her heart was beating fast. “That wasn’t funny. At all.”

“C’mon, it’s just a doll on a long dress. Can’t you guys take a laugh?” Scarlet giggled.

“It’s not funny when you’re on our part.” Fenella spoke. “And you shouldn’t have touched the things that are not yours.”

“We’re sorry okay.” Cleo apologized. “We didn’t mean it.”

Zea inspected the creature that seemed to be alive a few seconds ago. “ It really looked so real.”