My brother and I were walking through the woods one Halloween day when we saw what appeared to be a short-cut. "Let's go that way," my brother said, and I would usually disagree with my brother, especially when he wanted to trek home through a dark foggy path in the woods. But i decided to follow because it felt like i was carrying a elephant on my back, because not only did I have to carry my huge pillowcase of candy I had to carry my brothers. As we walked along the path for a while my costume started to itch and it seemed like we weren't getting any closer to home. After a while I started to hear whispers and I felt breath on the back of my neck. After we walked and walked and it got pretty late and at the end of the trail we found a house.

The house we found was surrounded by a huge graveyard it looked kinda haunted. I was really spooked even though my parents told me there weren't such things as ghosts or there wasn't such things as demons under your bed. Well this sight made me think otherwise. My brother had made the worst mistake ever he wanted to stay for the night because we were tired and far from home. We went up to the door and knocked, the door swung right open.

My brother called out into the darkness and yelled hello? We both listened patiently for a response. We both heard a voice in the distance, It seemed to yell help. We walked to the voice, it got louder. Then we reached a door and we could finally make out what the voice was saying, "HELP". We walked through the door and into the basement, we heard the voice again screaming help. We walked to the bottom of the stairs to find a little girl standing in the middle of the room. She looked almost fake she wouldn't move and inch, she was still. My brother approached her and asked are you okay. then many more children walked out of the shadows and chanted play with us.

Then they grabbed him they had incredable strength, and they pulled him in to the shadows. I ran as fast as I could to go get help. Even though I was tired i ran and ran but the path felt longer this time. Then as I ran i heard a voice that said stay. Then I was hit by something i don't know what but It knocked me out. When I woke up I was lying in bed at my house. I jumped out of bed to go tell my parents about my brother, but when I told my parents they seemed confused and the said,"we never had another child". Next I ran to his room and it wasn't there anymore. Then I ran down the path to the house and the house and the graveyard were gone and I never saw my brother again.