The Weird Place

The gate creaked open it whined a bit with a moan here and their. The house (that was meant to be my grandma's house) was not a welcoming sight. There were bats here and there and some vines creeping up the house. I knocked on the door. I might of screamed if a hand wouldn't of clamped round my face muffling all the sound that I made. Soon he had me in bars and chains round me. I walked up close up to him. He just turned around. I saw the keys, I took them undid my chains and went off all the way home.