The scary day I will never forget

It was Saturday early in the afternoon.   After I had finished my studies, I asked permission from my mum for a short walk to the public garden opposite to our building.

Without hesitation, I changed my mind and passed from a narrow path which I did not know where it led. Half way through, my eyes fell on an abandoned house.  Although it seemed it was an eerie haunted house, my curiosity grew even more. I made up my mind to go inside. As I was opening the enormous door, it made an ear-splitting sound because the door was so rusty. Cautiously, I climbed the stairs on tip-toes. I smelled a disgusting smell. It was pitch dark. All of a sudden, out of the corners of my eye, I noticed a gloomy shadow drifting and disappeared in a cloud of dust. Drrrrrrr … what was that? 

My heart missed a beat and shivers ran down my spine. I stood rooted to the ground for a few seconds. Although I was shaking like a leaf, I ran as fast as my feet could carry me back home. I cried my eyes out. I could not utter a word.

I will never forget that frightening experience. It was the worst day of my life!!!