The haunting

Someone wants the Dermount family dead. The Demount family doesn’t know that yet. They will soon.

“Hey!! Timmy!!” Mrs Dermount said.

Mrs Dermount was waiting for Timmy to reply. They needed to go now!

“Mum. Mum I’m here,” Timmy yelled.

Timmy emerged from the bushes and stood in front of his mother.

“What were you doing in the bushes Timmy? Yelled Mrs. Dermount.

“I found a cat,” Timmy said.

A black cat emerged from the bushes as well. It licked its paw and looked up at Mrs. Dermount.

“Mum, can we keep it please,” Pleaded Timmy.

Mrs Dermount rolled her eyes and agreed. It was the only way to get Timmy to shut up.

“Will you get your older sister please Timmy,” Mrs Dermount said.

“Okay,” Timmy said.

Timmy brought the cat into the house and made his way up the stairs. Timmy wasn’t that eager to open Jess’s door. The last time he did that he nearly got pushed down the stairs. Timmy knocked softly on the door. No reply. He knocked a little louder that time. He heard a shuffle and then a sniffle.

“What?” Jess said.

“Mum wants you,” Timmy said.

He said that in a little bit of a squeaky voice.

“Okay,” Jess said.

Timmy nodded and walked down the stairs. Soon they made their way towards the front door. Mrs Dermount was waiting patiently in the car.

Timmy clambered in the back seat while Jess sat in the front. Timmy put the cat down on his lap. He was going to name it Ben Dermount. After his grandpa. Timmy let the cat sleep in its lap before they arrived at their new house.

When they arrived they unpacked the car and went inside the house. The house was amazing. It was super fancy.

“Ben’s going to have a million friends in this house!!!” Exclaimed Timmy.

Timmy was going around the house claiming every bedroom in the house before settling with the one that had the car bed. Timmy rushed into his room and dropped his backpack. Everything from his old house was here. Except the car bed. The car bed was new. He began placing his snow globes on the top of his cupboard. He placed his new/old laptop on the desk. After he did all of that he flopped on the bed. Ben did too. Ben laid beside Timmy and they both fell into the world of sleep.

Timmy awoke to the sound of creaking. Something was outside. He looked around and got out of bed. He looked out the window and saw that the gate was open. Now that it was open it would creak for the rest of the night. Timmy sighed. He put on his bathrobe, picked up Ben and went outside to close the gate. When Timmy went outside it felt colder than it was before. There was more of a breeze. Timmy went up to the gate and locked it. Now he could go back to sleep. He felt like something was watching him. He shook off the feeling. Of course you feel like you’re being watched. You’re standing in the cold outside at about 5 in the morning, Timmy thought. Timmy was about to go back inside when he heard a twig snap. It was most certainly not him. It had to be something else. Timmy looked around and saw nothing. When he looked back in front of him he saw a person. The person must’ve been taller than Timmy. Timmy was one of the shortest in the class. He was prone to be a target for the bullies. They were much taller than he was. The man had an empty face. He craned his neck down at Timmy. The man’s arms stretched out to grab Timmy’s collar. He should’ve screamed. Timmy couldn’t muster enough strength to do so. He hadn’t gotten any sleep at all. The man placed Timmy on the road. He buckled and shivered. What would happen to Timmy? Timmy only saw lights approaching him. Then everything fades to black.