Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26502770-20150616190316

I. Knew we should not have entered that place but my friends have persuaded me otherwise.the old wickles mansion stood abandoned for years.with many stories of ghostly specters linked to it.Me and my friends loved spooky things but even thought that was the most cliché mansion it send chills down my spine.We decided to enter the mansion becouse we were stiuped teens.We made excuses to our parents about where we where going for the night.We gathered not far from the place.There was me jenny,joe and mary.The night air filled my lungs as we approached the mansion the sky was clear with almost a full moon.The night was quiet windy thank god i had my hoodie on.We vaulted over the small concrete wall.We walked across a small patch of grass to the mangled wooden door leading into the mansion.it was open.gang members drugatitcs and all kinds of creeps probably hanged around the place.The front door was open we entered and saw a worn down hallway with three different rooms and a staircase to the second floor."I need to piss real bad"Joe gasped."then go piss in the bushes outside"I replied.He exited the house and went outside and across the road to find some bushes.We went into the kitchen first.A terrible smell of ozone greeted us."God smells terrible in here"Said marry.I was terrified i dident like the idea of being here.I felt a weird sensation of being followed.The kitchen was empty with open drawers and rotten furniture.there was a window with no glass and a tree which casted a shadow that scared jenny.We decided to go into the main hall."Lets split up"Jenny suggested.Thats the worst idea i thought to myself but we all knew not to argue with her.I went upstairs.when i got up.A weird feeling of being accompanied followed me down the corridoor up stairs.There was floating dust every were.The squeaky floor made it worse.When entering The master bedroom I could swear i heard a gentle whisper and felt breath on my back.I slowly turned around and behinde me was.........Nothing.Just dust i slowly walked into the next room.I looked around and my hearth froze as i looked back the way i came in.The plywood door i opened had blacked lines running down it.Those lines started to move forming a creature made from purly the lines.I could taste my sweat and my hearth was beating fast.The lines formed into a humanoid shape.It spoke to me .But i could hear it in my head.It dident speak english it spoke what sounded like latin.than it stoped and it came back it default shape.I rushed down the stairs and out the door.On my way out i bumped into joe.He asked me am i alright.i told them the storie i wasent suprised when they dident belive me.

(This is my first storie here please tell me if it was terrible and please give it the right criticisms.Please tell me how to make it better ill appreciate it) 