This is a story from my childhood. It still haunts me to this day just thinking about it. So, here it is.
Every night this Mansion would make weird noises. I wasn’t one to investigate so I didn’t do anything about it. But one night, I heard my name being called. Seeing as I lived pretty close to the Mansion, I brushed it off thinking that it was just another weird sound. I tried to go back to sleep but then I heard it again. Every time I ignored it, it got louder. Eventually I managed to go to sleep. I didn’t sleep for very long though, I still had to go to school in the morning.
Me and my buddy would always meet up halfway on the walk to school so we could have time to talk before school started. School was always pretty boring but today it was better. We got to go on a field trip today but it was quite an odd one. They were taking us to the Mansion up by my house to tell us about how old this building was and all the cool stories it held. This was an interesting field trip for me but what made it scary was the fact that they said we would be sleeping there. I tried to tell them that I didn’t wanna sleep there and that my house was just across the street from here but, they didn’t listen.
During that night I heard the same noises I did the previous nights except they were louder, seeing as I was actually in the Mansion this time.
