Escape and other Spooky Stories by Samantha Adams

Author:Samantha Adams
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Scary stories, short stories, short horror stories, horror, quick read, spooky stories, compilation, anthology, scary, stories for teens, teen fiction, teen horror, teen books
Publisher: Samantha Adams
Published: 2018-06-01T16:00:00+00:00

The Dare

“ARE YOU SCAAAARED OF the big bad ghosts, Derek?” Brad taunted in a childish voice.

“No, Braaaad,” I retorted, in an equally childish tone. “Don’t you think we’re a little too old for ghost crap?”

“We’re only sixteen, and no I don’t.” He smirked at me, and for the hundredth time I found myself wondering why I was friends with him. He really was a giant jackass. “I think you’re just scared.”

He stared at me, waiting for me to admit that I was scared. Of course I was! But was I going to tell him that? Nope. Not even on pain of death. So, I’d just have to do this ridiculous dare, try not scream like a girl and get out of here. I let out a long-suffering sigh. “Fine, I’ll do your stupid dare. What are the terms?”

Brad grinned at me like an ape. “Right, one hour in there all by yourself.”

“Do I get a torch?” I asked inspecting the house more closely. “It’s ready to fall down. I need a light source.”

Grumbling, Brad handed me his torch. “Now the other thing is you have to record the whole thing and then we get to watch you squeal like a little girl later on, and if it’s really funny, it’s going on my YouTube channel.” He dragged a handheld camera out of his bag and passed it to me.

I gave him my death glare. He just grinned wider. “Ape,” I mumbled under my breath. “Right, one hour and recording the whole thing.” I viewed the dilapidated double story once more and repressed a shiver. “I hope you’ve got some back up content, Braddles, because I doubt you’ll get anything from me.” Imitating his grin, just to annoy him, I grabbed the torch and camera, and went up to the front door. “See you in an hour,” I called over my shoulder before I forced myself inside.

It was darker inside, almost pitch black; my eyes couldn’t seem to adjust no matter how hard they tried. I turned on the torch. A chorus of flapping burst through the silence and I ducked, but thankfully managed to hold in the girlish scream. It was bats, I repeated to myself, just bats; perfectly normal. What wasn’t normal, was the feeling that I was being watched by more than one pair of eyes—and none of them belonging to the bats.

Breathing like I’d run a marathon and my heart beating erratically in my chest, I put my hand through the safety grip on the camera, opened the screen and hit record. “Hey Braddles,” I said, moving the camera around the room. “Here we have what I assume was once a lounge room. I think I see a couch under all the dust and cobwebs. Real renovators delight.”

I didn’t dare touch anything; god only knew what type of furry creatures were hiding in the furniture. So far there was no sign of any ghosts, just the uncomfortable feeling of being watched, but even that was becoming less freaky.

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