Rusty metal falls from the roof as the grass moves slowly in the silent wind . The wet damp grass is as thick as a round ball. I crept into the unstable haunted house I fell onto a soaking narrow, floor I smell fear I hear the mad lightning storm I walked unstably down the spaceless hallway and then I saw a bright light, I looked relieved but a girl was standing there ‘h.h hello’ I mysteriously said. The girl was dripping, sores cover her face that attract flies and worms. Ekkey, I got out of the silent house.