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I was walking along a deserted road when I saw a large house to my right. It looked empty and since no one was around, I decided to go in. Little did I know that it would be a mysterious experience engraved on my memory walls forever.
Musty smell of aged antiques attacked my olfactory nerves as I pushed open the huge wooden doors with much effort. The hinges creaked protestingly. It sent shivers down my spine as the sound echoes down the empty hall.
"Hello? Anybody there?"
I was amazed at how I found the courage to speak such bold words.Curiosity took the better of me as I stepped down the stairs to the grand hall. I stared in awe at the magnificent chandelier and exquisite antique furniture. There were large cobwebs everywhere with mice squeaking and the sound of their feet pattering as if in a frenzy waltz as I broke their peace by intruding. I was standing gaping in the large forlorn hall. It was as if I have walked into the ancient times of the Victorian era.
As if by instinct, I walked past the hallway and headed to a humongous dusty door at the corner. It was evident that the door was studded with gems and diamonds and once shone for all to admire. I pushed and the door gave way. Somehow some unexplained magnetic like attraction made me dared to move forward into he room.
I was very surprised to see a beautiful girl seated at the dressing table of the room which looks like it belonged to a princess. She was singing softly in a sweet melancholic tone. I found myself in a daze and moving step by step into the room...
'BAMMM!!!'
Suddenly the door slammed shut and I was jerked back into reality. I almost bulged my eyes at the sight of a vampire snarling her long fangs in front of me as her blood shot eyes eat right into my eyes and devoured my soul. She definitely look very much eager to feel my flesh at her fangs and thirsty to savour and empty my entire blood circulation!
My throat went dry as I dropped jaw to scream. Nothing came out. I was instantly petrified and grounded. In a split second, I felt my adrenaline rushing through my veins and I leaped for the door. 'I have to escape alive!' I kept telling myself.
To my utmost horror, the door would not budge! I yanked and thumped and banged with all my might. My heart sank. I was trapped! Feeling its horrible breath at neck, I frantically grab the doorknob for all I was worth. I struggled in panic as cold hands grabbed my shoulders! Sharp pain registered as I slashed my palm across a splinter at the door.
I went hysterical and felt my world twirl and swirl and whirl in a daze... I woke to find myself back on my comfortable bed, hugging my piglet soft toy and having beads of cold sweat all over.
Phew! It was just a dream after all, I thought just as I raised my hands and saw blood oozing out from a freshly cut wound on my palm...
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Now in semester 3 as I looked back, could still remember how I told the story in front of the class and made Shalini shout as i went "BAMMM!!". Hahaha. So guys, where did the wound come from?
