One day, when I was in tenth grade of school, I was at break with my friends. The doorbell rang to enter to social class, and the teacher always closed the door five minutes after the bell had rung. When I got to the classroom, the door was closed. It was strange because there were many students outside. Often the same students closed the door to annoy us, and make us think that the teacher had closed the door. Then two friends held me up above the door to see if the teacher was in the classroom. In that moment, someone opened the door, and I fell down. All my friends laughed at me. Then, they drew the scenes on the board to take photos, and publish them on Facebook.

Natalia Castaño

TERROR OR COMEDY?

FINAL PROJECT

ROSSANA MONROY FONTALVO

Saturday July 13, 2013

Course 7 of CCA Weekends in the afternoon

Headquarters San Fernando

This happened to me when I had about 7 or 8 years old. I was in my house with my sister, my neighbor, and the neighbor's cousins. We met at around 6:00 pm in the laundry of my house to tell horror stories. We took the absence of my parents to do this. Being in the patio, we locked ourselves in this, and turn off all the lights expecting that the housemaid was inside the house. We begin to feel many strange noises, bats began to roam around the laundry, and felt like a cry scared us when we were narrating the stories, immediately ran to the alley, and found there to housemaid collecting clothing, and then all scream of fright, so we realized we were locked in the patio, and returned to shout very loudly hoping someone would help us. After we felt like the neighbors came to the entrance of my house trying to open front door through a window next to it. Both the employee tried to blow the wall of the yard to go to the terrace to advice my neighbor's mother what had happened. Finally the neighbors could to open the door, and then my neighbor's mother ran to open the patio door, and we shouted her desperate ¡runs! Until we could get out of this nightmare.