But I had to look inside – I knew I shouldn’t.

There is something about the creepy old cottage that beckons me, my friends tug my arm trying to pull me back but it doesn’t work. It’s like I’m under some spell. 

They said I didn’t talk. I just stared straight towards the door. 

I went in, no one was there. At least I thought no one was there but out of nowhere a weak, “help.” 

I scream, but don’t move. I come closer to the sound. I find  a black curtain and pull it back to find a horror sight.