Michael finished setting the table, tableau and slowly began to make his way upstairs towards the footsteps. Michael's cœur, coeur began to beat faster and faster as he got closer and closer to the seconde floor. The footsteps began to get louder and louder as michael got closer. Once on the seconde floor i realized that the footsteps were coming from a room down at the end of the hallway. Michael slowly made his way down the hallway towards the room where the footsteps were coming from. par the time he reached the door, the footsteps were so loud, they were making his ears start to ring from them being so loud. par this time michael was shaking beyond belief. Michael gently placed his hand on the door knob. "Okay on the count of three...ill open the door....one....two.............THREE." Michael quickly pushed the door open, when he did, the footsteps stopped. Slowly, michael peered into the room to see nothing was there but an old rocking chair and an old chest. Michael was confused, "I know i just heard footsteps....no one was in the house but me...so then the house must be.....no...no this house isnt haunted thats impossiable." Michael laughed to himself. As he walked back downstairs to finish dîner he told himself that since the house was old, that his mind was making him think that it was all in his head. Sounds like a good explaintion...but sadly thats far from it......................................


part 3 coming soon!!!! :)
Sorry its so short but im making the parts short on purpose so there will be plus parts. I plan to post parts to this until Halloween night because i want to finish it on Halloween :)