When I was thirteen, my
best friend lived in a Victorian house with an old creaking staircase and
beautiful stained-glass windows. One Sunday morning, my friend left early for a
shift at the café down the street. Her mom was out grocery shopping. Our
families had been close for a long time, so it wasn’t unusual for me to be left
alone at their house.
I was in the living room
watching a movie when I heard the staircase creak. I muted the TV. Footsteps
sounded overhead. I held my breath. I sat there, completely still. Finally, I
worked up enough courage to tiptoe to the front of the house. At the bottom of
the stairs, I looked up. “Hello?” I called. I don’t know who I thought might
answer. My friend had an older sister who’d gone to a friend’s house the night
before, but surely I would have heard the front door open.
The family had an old
basset hound, so as I stood there, the rational side of me reasoned that it must
have been the dog. I went back to the living room. My friend came home a half
hour later. Her mom returned with groceries.
Later that afternoon, we
realized we hadn’t seen the dog in several hours. We checked the downstairs
rooms. When we didn’t find him, we went upstairs and my friend called out his
name. There was a scratching on the other side of the attic door. My friend
opened the lock, pushed in the door and the dog came barreling out.
We peered into the
darkness of the attic before slamming the door closed and sliding the lock back
into place. No one knew how long the dog had been in there, or when he’d last
been seen, but I convinced myself that whatever I’d heard earlier that morning
had something to do with the dog being locked inside.
That was the last time I
ever slept over.
Altered will be available from Little, Brown in 2012
Synopsis: Jennifer Rush's debut ALTERED, pitched as Dollhouse meets Prison Break for teens, about a 17-year-old who finds herself on the run from her father's enigmatic Agency along with the four teen boys the Agency had been experimenting on, in a mystery of erased memories, secret identities, and genetic alteration.
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Jenn, thanks so much for telling your true scary story! It was great to have you here on the blog today. Let's be sure to visit again to celebrate the release of Altered! I know I can't wait to read it!
That would be last time I ever slept over there too lol. I love that it was a Victorian Home - definitely adds to the creepiness.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the post! Scary!!
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OOh that sounds like an interesting novel!! Will have to check it out next year!!
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Great tale! Also really excited for the debut novel. Sounds great!
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I wouldn't have slept over again either, haha :-)
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Im never going into old houses. This settles it.
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I am loving these stories. I keep trying to remember if I ever had some type of ghostly or creepy experience. But if I did I have blocked the event from my mind.
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Yep, that would be the last time I ever slept there too! lol
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Poor Pup! Lol He was probably scared of the noise too =P
ReplyDeleteI definitely wouldn't have went back. I'm to big of a chicken!
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Dog trapped in the attic...uggggggh poor baby. Howling in the night would haunt my dreams.
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thanks for the great post.
awww, pooor doggie :(. Footsteps at night scares me especially when no one is home o.o
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Ooo I love big old creepy houses like that! Scary!!! I wouldn't sleep over again either!
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-Nichole
Aww, poor dog.
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Poor little guy! :(
A friend of mine used to live in a rambling old Victorian and just walking up that uber steep staircase to go upstairs was creepy enough - couldn't imagine sleeping there lol
I so do not blame you for not sleeping over again. I'd probably go so far as to not even go into the house again.
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Great and scary story! Thanks for the post:)
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