Hello there. This is my first horror story. Tell me what's on your mind. -Hime:)

"It was a stormy night. Eleanor's parents went on some business party so she was alone inside the house. It was fun at first, doing what she wants to do & eating her heart out. But it was getting late, so she started to worry. All of a sudden, there was a power failure which left her in the darkness. Eleanor heard some creaking sound behind her. And then..."

"And then what?" Scarlet asked.

"What happened?" Keely inquired.

"Then a ghost suddenly jumps out of nowhere scaring Eleanor to death." Zea cut in. "Right, Darcie?"

Darcie shrugged. She was the one who was telling the story to her friends. They were currently munching on some chips at Fenella's house, their favorite place to hang out. "I was just gonna say that it was just her parents that got home."

Scarlet winced. "What kind of a scary story was that? It wasn't even entertaining."

"Who says anything about a scary story?" Darcie shot back.

"Maybe because the story has a creepy beginning." Chloe answered.

"Puh-lease." Darcie rolled her eyes. "Can't you guys take a laugh?"

"That's enough you guys. Let's finish this project so you all can go home. It's getting late" Fenella finally said.

The group then settled to finish their work. Cleo was in front of the computer with Keely. Scarlet was cutting out some pictures in old magazines. Darcie and Zoe were designing their paper while Fenella was bringing the dirty dishes to the sink.

"Do you guys really believe that?" Keely suddenly asked. She was not paying attention to their research. "That ghost exist?"

"Of course not! They were just created by the rich imagination of writers like us, Keely." Zea replied. She was always the frank one.

"Why not, Zea? I mean, who knows really?" Scarlet reacted.

"Don't tell me you believe them?" Darcie asked back.

"I do."

"Scarlet! What's that behind you?!" Zea suddenly exclaimed.

She turned around but nothing was there. "Ha-ha. Very funny Zea."

"I believe in ghost when I see one." Darcie proudly announced.

"That's a harsh statement Darcie. Wouldn't you be afraid if you come face to face with one of them?" Cleo remarked.

"Then, we'll be scaring ourselves." She laughed hard, her golden curls bouncing back and forth.

"Are you guys talking about ghosts again?" Fenella came back with some sandwiches.

"We don't have anything to talk to, Fen." Keely stated. "Besides it's just for fun."

"I know. But it's no more fun when you had experienced one scary encounter." Fenella said seriously.

"You mean you had stumbled upon a ghost?" Keely asked, her hazel brown eyes went wide.

"No. Stumble is not the word. But I heard true stories about them." Fenella laid the sandwiches on the table. With that, her friends settled beside her.

"Like what?" Scarlet urged.

"Well, have you seen the house by the Emerald Street?" Fenellea asked her friends.

"You mean the abandoned house residing at the end of this road?" Cleo answered.

"The ones occupying almost one block?" Zea pondered.

"Yup. That's it. Many spooky things had happened in there. And, I also know the story behind that residence." Fenella's voice almost sounded as a whisper.

Keely gulped down a glass of water. Somehow, the room got colder. The tiny hairs at the back of her neck tingled.

"It was on the 30th of November, 10 years had passed when a tragedy on the Mort family happened. They were the one who owned the mansion. Galton was a stern and vicious man. His wife, Margaret was the exact opposite of him. She was a calm and gentle woman. They had a daughter named Kameko."

"Kameko was a modest lass. She was simple and she remained humble even if she owned plenty of fortune. She met Patrick, a deprived country boy and fell in love with him. But, their relationship was forbidden by her father. So, one night, with the help of Kameko's friends, she and Patrick decided to elope."

'Then, what happened?" Scarlet asked. She had been holding her uneaten sandwich for too long. She didn't want to miss out any word of the story.

"Galton found out. He had a plan. He met with Patrick secretly and he told the lad that his daughter doesn't really love her and that she was just playing with a poor boy like him. Patrick felt devastated learning Kameko was never serious with him. And so, he left. Some said he was run over by a car. Nobody really knows what happened."

"And so what happened to Kameko?" Keely wondered. "And their plans in eloping?"

"She didn't know. She thought the plans would still go on. And so, on the night of November 30th, Kameko waited for Patrick by the old willow tree. She waited and waited. But Patrick didn't come. Her heart was filled with grief. And by that tree, she committed suicide."

"The next morning, Margaret found the lifeless body of Kameko and a knife on her hand. Losing her daughter, she died with anguish and sorrow. And as for Galton, I don't really know. His body wasn't found yet and the real cause of his death."

After Fenella told the story, everybody else in the room was silent. No one dared to speak.

"What a sad tragedy to the Mort family." Keely muttered under her breath.

"Tragedy? I bet it was just a story made up by some crazy people in your street, Fen." Darcie spoked up.

"Yeah. I agree with Darcie here. And a story will always remain to be a story. Bet I can make a more frightening one of your house, Fen." Zea agreed.

"I don't know what to believe but we better be safe than sorry." Fenella stated.

"Well, that's a scary story, if it was." Keely replied.

"Yeah." Scarlet nodded.

"Anyway, let's all put that behind our worries. It's getting late. I think you all should be on your way home." Fenella finally stated.

"Yeah. And I should be on my way home now. You know how strict my parents are."

"Okay then." Cleo said as she was cleaning their small mess.

"We'll all be back at your house tomorrow then." Zea proposed.

"Do I have a choice?" Fenella teasingly said.

"Darcie and I placed the unfinished project at the top of your computer desk." Keely explained to her friend.

"Okey-dokey. Careful you guys."

"Bye, Fen. See you tomorrow!" Darcie and the others waved goodbye.