The scream in the house

It was a rainy Sunday when I received the news. It was my birthday and I had to
go to a strange place very far from my house. I didn’t know why my parents and I
were in the car going to this scary house. My parents only told me that we had to arrive at a specific place because of my father’s job.
I was very sad because I had been waiting for my birthday for a long time, and when the special day arrived my parents forgot about it. I thought that they were probably going to say or give me something when we arrived at the mysterious mansion. But that didn’t happen.
After four hours of travelling we arrived. There were two houses. One was very small and the other one was enormous. My father told me that I would have fun in the big house and that my mother and he were going to a meeting in the small one.
I didn’t want to go, but I didn’t complain. I understood that my father had to work so I went to the house like my father suggested. I opened the door and walked inside. Suddenly, with a loud noise the door slammed. Then the lights were cut off and that scared me. I was very nervous so I started to shout. At that moment the story of the death of my friend Paul’s mother came to my mind. I was in the middle of the darkness asking for help.
Then I heard a loud scream. I realised that it was a woman and that the noise came from the kitchen of the mansion, where I could see some light. I went there and I saw a kind of monster but I couldn’t see it well. I don’t know why, but that made me want to go in. There I saw it, it was an ugly monster. It walked to me, and when I thought that it was going to kill me I realised that it was my father in a costume.
All my friends came out the darkness and when my mother turned on the lights I saw that it was a birthday party for me. My friend Paul had organised the party and the scary situation, but I didn’t get angry. Now I am dancing happily at the greatest party I’ve ever had.


Category B
Pen name: Pedro