They say no one has lived there since 1932. Not a single renter, has come to even look at the house. It is so far out of town, it is not even on the realtors website.
“Do you think that it will be nice?” asked Cory.
“Maybe,” Said Elizabeth.The realtors did not believe that this address was correct. They looked throughout the whole website. Elizabeth and Cory gave directions to the driver, and off they went to look at the unlisted house.
“Turn right up here, then take a left up there,”
The house was at least 12 miles into the forest, it was creepy looking, and very dark. They then got to an old broken down house, surrounded by trees, and wild life.
“Thats the house,” Cory mentioned. “It doesn’t look the least bit different,”
“Do you know who lives here?” The realtor asked.
“No one. The house has been empty for a good eighty years,”
Cory and Elizabeth got out of the car, and walked around the house, It was big and very unfriendly looking. They went back home, and talked.
“So, its true, the house is there,”
“Yeah,” “It’s kind of interesting,”
“Definitely, want to go back?” Cory asked.
“Why would we?”
“Well if you think about it, that house is huge, if we bought it, we could turn it into a beautiful house!”
“That is true, but where would we get the money to buy it? Also, even after buying it where would we get the money to remodel it?”
“We both have jobs, we both have money,” “I am sure we have enough,”
The two friends went to talk to the realtors about the house, and how they want to buy it. He said there was no way of knowing how much it was worth, they haven’t been inside to check or even look at its past. Cory and Elizabeth talked it over with them. First thing tomorrow, the realtors would be going to check out the house.
“The house is worth probably about 12,000,” The realtor told them.
“Why so cheap?” Elizabeth asked.
“The house needs new flooring, and paint, everything needs to be re-done,”
Cory and Elizabeth were extremely happy, because the house was cheap, but they weren’t so happy about having to re-model. Cory and Elizabeth would need to come up with enough money to shingle the roof, floor the house, and put new insulation in.. That was only the start. After that they still needed to paint, and do yard work.
“This is a mess!” Elizabeth cried.
“Agreed, but imagine what it will be like when its all finished!”
About 2 months later, things were going smoothly, flooring was done, the insulation was re-done, and the roof was shingled.
“It’s getting late, I think we should finish painting tomorrow,”
Cory and Elizabeth went to bed. Later that night, Cory heard a noise, the noise was continuous. She went to wake up Elizabeth, but she couldn't hear anything. “Thump Thump Thump,”
Cory turned. “What was that? Did you feel that, too?”
“Yeah, what was that? Its almost like something is under us,” Elizabeth said.
Elizabeth and Cory went back to bed, but little did they know, they were not the only ones in the house. This house hasn’t been empty ever since 1932…
Filling her cup with coffee. “Goodmorning!” Elizabeth said.
“Morning, Elizabeth. Last night was weird. Did it seem cold to you?”
“Yeah, did you turn the heat down?” She asked.
“No, I thought maybe you did,” Cory told.
Cory and Elizabeth went back to work. Later that afternoon they felt the “Thump Thump Thump,”
“Lizzie! Did you feel that?” Cory screamed.
“Yeah, it feels like its coming from under the guest bedroom floor. Lets tear it up, and see what it is!”
“No way! I just layed new flooring,” Cory exclaimed.
“C’mon, we can’t live with that noise anymore,” Elizabeth said.
They tore up the new flooring, to find something unbearable. Cory and Elizabeth were living over an old grave yard. No toume stones, just a hole filled with dead bodies. Elizabeth and Cory left the house and did some research on who lived there before, it came up with many old owners. They printed out the pictures of the old owners, and took them back to the house.
“Why do you think someone would do this, then put a house over it?” Cory asked Elizabeth.
“I have no clue, but whoever did it is a sick person!”
They walked into the guest bedroom, with the gross smell, and the hole of dead bodies. All of the old owners that were on the pictures, were in the hole, Cory and Elizabeth soon got scared.
“Are we next?” Elizabeth asked.
“Lets get out of here!”
They tried to leave but the doors locked, and the windows were too tight to open.
“What is happening?” Cory cried. “Elizabeth? Liz?”
Cory walked around the house looking for Elizabeth, he could not find her. Cory went back to the guest bedroom, and there she was. Lizzie was in the burning hole. Dead. Cory turned around.
“Who are you? Why did you kill Elizabeth?” Cory screamed angrily.
“Wouldn’t you love to know.” Whispered a voice.
“Who’s there?” He asked.
A voice spoke quietly, Cory was confused on who it was. Cory felt hands on his back, he was pushed into the hole.
“This is my house!” Shouted a voice.
Don’t come back.