This is my short story, "The Stairs". I am entering this into the grudge contest!
I am going to make a longer version with many more details, for own personal reading.
Megan, a teenage girl looking for money accepts a job to housesit a strangers h...
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I was reading a book called "The Chain Curse." I turned a page, and there were a group of pictures. I looked closer at the people who apparently were the family where the curse started. "Why does the family look so familiar?" I questioned. I quickly stood up, knocking down some papers in the process. I tucked the book under my arm, and paced to the foyer. I looked at the pictures, and back to the book. It was the same family in some of these pictures. A couple was smiling, and beside them was a girl who looked to be around 12 years old. The girl possessed her moms looks, but something was off. Her jet black hair covered half of pale face, and her eyes were bigger, dark. Her looks lured me in, as I found myself touching the picture frame. A loud noise made me jump. It sent a shiver down my spine, and caused me to look around. The house felt darker now, with barely any lights. I glanced upstairs, and seen a door with a lock. I turned around and looked back at the picture frame, but I didn't expect something to be looking back from the reflection of the glass. I jumped backwards. I let out a big sigh. "I'm going crazy, I swear this house is driving me crazy."
I opened the book back to the picture filled page reading that the father murdered the wife, and child in this very house. He killed his daughter by throwing her down the steps, resulting of broken bones and a brain bleed. She died at the bottom of the stairs.
I felt the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I didn't feel alone anymore. I heard a door start to slowly creak. I eased my breath almost to a stop, to see if I actually heard anything. The door wasn't creaking anymore, and it was pin-drop silent. I slowly lifted my head, to see the locked door, is now open. I was froze in spot, my eyes still stuck to the now open door. "You need to run." I kept repeating to myself, but my legs weren't listening.
I then heard what sounded like someone crawling. I placed my trembling hand over my mouth to hold in my sob. The creaking of the stairs made me slowly turn around to find the young girl halfway down the stairs. Her body was contorted, as her head was sideways. Her matted hair fell in front of half her face, like in the pictures. She made a small hum, with every bone cracking hand movement into the next step. The way she crawled made me realize this was worse than a nightmare. I hurriedly ran towards the front door, but before I could, the girl had my legs. She dragged me to the ground, and the last thing I saw was her now black filled eyes, and black filled mouth. "It's time to be reborn."
