Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26705150-20150818044753

I lived in the middle of nowhere and the only thing close to my home was a small town a few miles away. Other than that it was just large grassy fields surrounding the entire area. But there was one thing that stood between my home and the town. It was an abandoned house that sat on the side of the road, with a decaying look to it. I assumed it had been abandoned for years considering its condition and the fact that I hadn't seen anyone go inside or out. It was a surprise to me that it hadn't been torn down yet.

There was only one road going in and out of town so I had no choice but to drive past that abandoned house each day and night. Most of the time I'd keep the radio on and listen to music while driving. That's when it all started, with the loss of my radio signal one night as I passed by that house. The signal had been fine before so it shouldn't have been a problem at that point. I tried adjusting the radio while I drove but nothing I did worked. The radio signal was still lost and I could only hear the static. But that's when I noticed the faint sounds of voices behind it.

The radio signal came back as normal when I returned home. But it would do that each time I'd drive past that house, every day and night. It started to creep me out but I did my best to ignore it as I had no real solutions to the problem. I even asked some of the people in town about the house and the radio signals but they didn't seem to know anything either.

While I was certainly annoyed and a little frightened by the situation, I also had some slight curiosity about the house and what was causing the radio signal to get lost. Overtime this curiosity grew and grew to the point where I just couldn't ignore it anymore.

I decided to do the unthinkable, something that I had avoided for so long. I decided to go inside the abandoned house and see what was inside. The inside of the house was much like the outside, the wood had rotted and there was little left of the decaying house. The only thing left was the barebones of the structure and various bits of debris lying around on the floor. Most of it was trash and the occasional plank or two. There wasn't anything of any real value though, and I didn't see anything special about the house, other than the fact that it was abandoned. I decided to check the upstairs to see if there was anything different up there.

The upstairs, unsurprisingly, had nothing special about it either. Feeling a little disappointed, yet relieved I decided to return home. I turned around to go back down the steps and I was about half-way down when I heard something.

It sounded like footsteps and a woman's voice from behind me. I turned around and there was a pale figure of a woman standing at the top of the stairwell. She was looking at me and beckoning me with a silent gesture of her hand.

Terrified, I screamed and ran out of the house, back to my car, and I drove away, back to my house. But it was only a few minutes later that I realized something else about what I had seen. I distinctly remember there being a shadowy, humanoid figure standing behind the woman, looking at me with glowing eyes. I swore I saw its hands on the woman's shoulders when it was beckoning me.

Needless to say, I never returned to that house and I moved away as quickly as I could after that.  