The Haunted house

My friend, Homa and I walked past the old house every day on our way home from school. People said it was haunted, but we didn't belive it. On day, we were feeling more adventorous than usual so we decided we had to go into that house. But it was the biggest mistake of our lives!

Our parents didn't allow us to go near the house, but we told them that we wre going to the cinema. We walked quickly down the street to the house. We decided not to go in the front door because we wanted to look at the outside of the house first. Homa went to the left and I went to the right. We planned to meet at the back door. I got to the back door and waited and waited. But Homa didn't come so I decided to go inside the house. I opened the door slowly and went insisde, the house was dark and dirty. I call Homa's name loudly but she didn't answer. I looked evereywhere, but I couldn't find her. Finally I ran crying yo Homa's house. I told Homa's parents the story. Homa's mother started at me angrily. She said that if Homa wasn't safe she was going to put a curse on me, on my 18th birthay.

We never found Homa and her family moved away three years ago. I try not to think about the curse, but it's becoming more difficult not to think about it. You see, tomorrow is my 18th birthday......