I just read your story, the fun house and I have to say, it's the best piece of work that I have read on here. I stumbled across this and happy I did.
It's brilliant and beautify written. Every word grabbed me by my neck and pulled me in closer. You have written it as if from a childhood experience, like you're describing it from heart.
The story is really gripping,intense, and believable. I was nervous for them all and at the end was hoping Johny and Becky (my two friends names growing up) had been playing tricks and come to Kevin's window that same night with the flash light at their faces laughing.
This story reminded me of a film called the thirteen ghosts but not as blood thirsty. I don't like horror but love suspense and this had suit cases full.
Congratulations on your fantastic work and than you for sharing it. It should definitely be published.
Believe it or not but I had a similar experience in my youth. I have tried to write about it but never finished it. It's about an abandoned farm house, which was round the corner from where I lived and I bet my friends to go in. There was a massive wooden board in front of the door, We moved it and went inside. We ran all over and just looked around. Went up stairs and into the bathroom, I remember feeling stiff with fear and wanted to run down stairs. My friends shouted, this is fun let's go in the cellar, see if they have left any bottles of beer. My legs didn't want to move but I pushed my self and went with them but wanted to go outside. The cellar was round the corner from where we had entered the building.
We all pushed a little door together and without thinking, if it was safe we just went inside. Stood huddled together in a tiny concreate room, with little light. A wave of intense fear rolled around us when we felt cold engulf all around our bodies. My friends and I legged it out the door and ran home, we never went back there.
It felt so real as if a ghost had walked into the room with us. We were petrified and remembered it to this day, which was back in the late 80s heee. The building has been turned into flats now and the farm sold for houses and my wife son and me rented a house five minutes from that same farm house for eight years heeeee.
Thanks again mate and I look forward to reading your other stories.
All the best.