This is chapter one to the book I am writing, I hope you enjoy.... hehehe....
Kily was walking home from school, her jacket wrapped closely around her. It was a warm, slightly blustery day and Kily's head was buzzing with thoughts of the ghost story she had heard today.
It was about her house, and how it was haunted with the ghosts of lost slaves. A long time ago, around 150 years back, there had been a slave revolt at the Lylas's plantation. Everyone in the house was killed, except for two young kids. Nobody knows what happened to them, some say the went crazy with exhaustion from running, or the depression from their whole family dieing in one day. So the slaves haunt the mansion lying in wait, and when the sole remaining heir of the Lylas family reveals himself, they will pounce.
Kily shivered, she had the sneaking suspicion that she lived in the same house. Living in southwestern Virginia there was much history of slaves and plantations. In fact, the house that Kily lived in now had a giant field behind it, and a few orange trees in the backyard.
"Kily, it isn't a real ghost story. Ghost's aren't real, they don't exist. Besides, there are other old plantation houses around, who's to say it is your house?" Kily thought to herself. With these comforting thoughts in her mind, Kily reached her house. But now that she thought about it, she hadn't heard of another home that was a plantation anywhere near the area of school, and this story was supposedly passed down from child to child. Kily's heart quickened in her chest.
With a deep calming breath, Kily tried to remind herself that it was just a story. Checking through her memory to see if she had any homework, she walked inside her house. It was a Thursday, that meant she would be the only one home until six. Her mom was out doing family history, and her dad was at work.
"I'll guess I'll just play video games, " thought Kily dully. Video games were only fun when there was someone to play them with. Or someone to watch. "Maybe Blake will come over," Kily thought hopefully. He was a good friend of hers, and he loved video games as much as she did. "I'll have to call him." Dialing the number quickly, Kily left a message. No sooner had she done this when she heard a loud BANG-BANG and the yelling and screaming of voices.
Another cliff-hanger ending..... ;)