I had finally calmed down and put my hand on the rusty, old knob. I pushed open the door away from me. The old, mahogany wooden door opened and the hinges made a loud squeaky noise. It looked like nobody had touched that door in years. The old and suffocating air had entered my lungs and I began coughing. I stumbled in the deserted room; it was very quiet and reminded me of an old tomb. There were no living beings, no sounds, not even a fly was buzzing around. My whole body shuddered. I was scared to death, waiting every moment for something unexpected to happen. It looked as if I had disturbed the peace of this old and spacious room. With every step I made, more and more dust rose from the cracks in the parquet. It was hard to see because the only source of light was the small hole in the ancient ceiling. Than all of a sudden, a strong repeating sound started ripping through my ears. Than I realized what was happening, but it was too late.
It was summer, a very sunny and hot day. The sun was right above my head and it was the time of the day when it wasn't recommended to go out. The sunlight was burning my head and skin. I was looking quickly but carefully for the best shadow, under the biggest tree, to rest and find a little p
I opened my eyes and I realized my clock was ringing for a long time and I was late for school again. I hurried up and got ready as quickly as possible. On my way to school I was thinking about the dream I had and how real it looked. The thing that I couldn't get out of my mind is that there was an abounded house on my countryside. That made me really think.
rotection from the heat. Even there in the shadow, the air was dense and stuffy, which made it very hard to breath. On the countryside there weren't a lot of fun and entertaining things to do. I was afraid I was going to spend another day roaming through meadows and forests. If only there was something to do, the time would pass much faster. After a couple of minutes, under the old branchy tree, I cooled down a little. My t-shirt was still wet from sweating while I was strolling around.
By my calculations I had like twenty minutes of walking until there. While I was pacing through the bright rare forest I was trying to remember the old stories about the house that I used to listen in the night before I went to sleep. My grandmother told me that the house was abounded for years and nobody ever went there as far as she knows. But my friends told me that some guy once saw the light in the house. Some said that the house is full of ghosts and that it's haunted. I didn't really believe it by deep in my self I was afraid. That's probably the reason I wanted to go so much, because I was dying for some adventure.
The door didn't have a knob, so I push the door forward and it opened quickly, as it really wanted me to com
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