Friday the 13th: en gyserhistorie

It was Friday the 13th. There are many who believe that it is not the day when the dead will

be awakened to life. Many who just think it's an ordinary day. I was even one of them in the

beginning but everything changed in one night ... I found out...

It was a dark night. I was home alone with my dog. Suddenly the doorbell startled me in the

middle of a horror movie. I was trembling all over when I went out in the hallway. I grabbed

the door handle in fearer and opened the door slowly. I looked out when it was half open. To

my big surprise, there was nobody. I looked down to the corner of the house, although it was

against my will. But there was no one there. I went back to my room and pressed play on my

remote. It didn’t work. I pressed again, but nothing happened. I tried one more time and then

it worked. “That was weird” I thought to myself. Again, the doorbell startled me and again,

I didn’t know why; I went out to the door. Again, wasn’t anybody, there. Now things really

got to be scary after my opinion. My room was dark, because of in the start I thought