Chilling Visions English Short Story

910 words - 4 pages

“So is this it?” Said Alex, slowly dragging himself out of the dusty ute, towards the steps of a large and decrepit house, that appeared it hadn’t been lived in for years. It had sad little windows that stared like eyes painfully begging to be lived in once more and an overgrown garden which was pleading to be cut back and maintained.
“I guess it is, it’s not much for now, but it will do for the time being, and anyway getting away from the city and spotlight is good for us,” said Dad
Alex slowly made his way up to the steps and into the forlorn house. As he edged open the beaten door which hung at an awkward angle, it creaked and groaned on its rusted hinges. It echoed in the gloomy inside of the house. “Loud enough for the neighbours to hear!” said Alex trying to lift the depressive mood. Alex knew there weren’t neighbours for miles and that the two of them were completely isolated, only him and his Dad, the way it had been for years.
As soon as Alex stepped inside he noticed how filthy it was. Every wall was covered in a dense layer of dust and mould, which left smeared black stains and flaking speckles of paint lined the floors. The disused wooden furniture was rotten and unsalvageable and the moth-eaten threadbare curtains hung limply, barely covering the sad little windows.
“So Dad, where do we start?” said Alex overwhelmed by the mess.
“Frist of all, go pick your bedroom”.
Cautiously Alex made his way up the squeaky, dilapidated stairway where he presumed he might find a bedroom. As he reached the top of the stairs he was surprised to find only a single room, he warily crept to the door, cautious of a possible trap that could be on the other side.
He opened the door it creaked yet again, he swung it open and stepped into the gloomy room. Stunned by the enormity of the room Alex stood back and in doing so clumsily knocked the massive wardrobe behind him, making a loud cracking sound followed by a groan. “Is everything alright up there?!” shouted Alex’s Dad.
Feeling dazed and disorientated, Alex lifted himself off the neglected dusty floor, turned around and brought his attention to the enormous wardrobe that stood before him. It had intricate designs and colourful stones engraved into the beautiful dark wood, and a large glass mirror set into the door, which looked antique.
As Alex peered more intently at this oversized wardrobe he jumped at the sight of an image of a young boy, frowning at him in the mirror. Alex immediately turned around expecting to see...

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