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.