THE AWAKENING By Fiona Starr

It was an ordinary day in Bexley London for the Martin brothers. The two boys were sitting at their dining table eating porridge. Their Mother Margaret Martin had two boys; Henry Martin and Peter Martin. They lived in an old wooden house, in the corner of town where nobody ever went.

 “Mum,” Peter mumbled “I heard something in the walls.”

“Oh I’m sure it is nothing sweetheart.”

Peter  walked over and knocked on the wall, and suddenly everything started to shake. Peters bowl of porridge smashed on the wood floor.

 Everything went dark as they heard a creaking noise coming toward them.

“AAH!” Henry screamed. He was no longer in the room.

“HENRY!” Margaret screamed.

She rushed to the door gripping Peter’s arm. She pulled on the handle but it fell off.

“Oh you think it will be that easy.” A mysterious voice said as margaret’s whole body turned into a skeleton.

 Peter ran as fast as he could to the dumbwaiter. He got inside and used the rope to pull himself up to the 3d floor. He ran to the corner of the room, trying to breath as silently as possible.

“Oh this will be fun HAHAHA!”

 Peter grabbed the salt on a small table across the room. It was said that no demon could cross a salt line, But this creature was not a demon. He made a small circle around himself. “Ha, you think those silly little tricks will work on me! I am not a demon you foolish boy!”

 Peter felt a chill run over his back. A black smoke whistled around the room, as a loud and bright flash commenced. Suddenly a horned creature crawled slowly over to him.

Peter was dead in a second and nobody ever knew what happened to the Martin family.