“The night before Halloween was quite quiet,” I said to myself, as I was walking down an abandoned street. I noticed I passed a dark figure that looked like an old house. It looked like it was haunted! Curious as heck, I walked up to the house and pushed open the door to find dust all over the stairs. It was furnished but the furniture was ripped and broken. CRASH! I turned to the stairs and said scarcely “Hello? Anyone there?” I took a daring risk and stepped up the stairs. After walking up the stairs the last stair broke when i stepped onto it, screeching. I turned to a door in the house and saw it was open, “I guess I’m welcoming myself in..” I entered through the door to see a mummy and a vampire on the bed talking. I screamed running out of the door of the haunted house. After that day, I never went down that street again.