The Old House by HAMZA

"Come on, James! Don't be a chicken." Peter started to do a clucking sound and moved his arms up and down like some mad, demented chicken."No! You know mum said not to go near that house. She said bad things have happened in there.""Don't be daft. All mums say that stuff. No one's lived there in years. It will be an adventure, James. We might even find some gold coins and become millionaires," Peter boasted. James pondered this for a while and changed his mind at the thought of becoming rich. Reluctantly he joined Peter in the front garden and the two boys crept up to the front door. The door was ajar and Peter pushed it further open. They silently walked inside the old boy went into the bed room and saw a dead body but when but then the herd a bang from the basement and on floor were keys in the red blood drip saw a clown and the two boys RUN down stairs and hid in the bed ROOM SUNNDLY there to boy’s mum called out were Names but NO ANSER the clown was behind them and had a knife.