╩ Can you write a story about a group of friends whose car breaks down and they need to spend the night in ...

Question

an old, abandoned house? You must include 6 of these titles.
Of course you know by now, this is not homework....simply creative,wholsome fun on YA.

1. God definitely has a sense of humor.
2. A magic wand
3. I am NOT going upstairs alone !!
4. Shadow in the hall
5. A covenant with death
6. Banchees screaming
7. The third secret
8. The skeleton key
9. Please tell me that is YOUR hand on my shoulder.
10. Heart of marble, body of stone

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Answer 1

I am not a very adventurous soul and am easily frightened. (1) God definitely has a sense of humor based on how he/she is always doing something to scare me. When my car broke down on Halloween, you can bet it was not in some public place. Oh no, it had to be way out in the country near that old abandoned house on the edge of the woods. You know the one I mean; the one where people claim they hear (6) banshees screaming some times. At least I was with my friend Jill even if she seemed as scared as I was.

I tried to call a service station and my folks, but could not get my cell phone to work. We did not want to stay in the car because it was quite cold, so reluctantly we made our way to the house. It appeared we were being welcomed as there was a key in the door already. I turned (7) the skeleton key and we entered the time-worn house.

It was an eerie place indeed. We stood in the (4) the shadow in the hall as I tried the cell phone again, but still could get no signal. I told Jill to come with me upstairs to see if I could get a signal there. She did not want to get too far from the front door, but I told her “I am NOT going upstairs alone!!” She sighed that “OK I’m coming” sigh of hers as up the stairs we headed. As we got near the landing at the top, I felt someone or something grab my shoulder. “Jill, (9) please tell me that is YOUR hand on my shoulder” I said, but there was no reply. Turning to see what was there, I was shocked to see that guy from the cell phone commercial with all his “network” people lined up down the stairs and spilling into the hallway below.

They looked much different than the “network” in the commercials as there were dwarfs, goblins, ghouls, and other terrifying being among them instead of the smiling, helpful looking people in the commercial. The head ghoul told me he could get me a signal provided I was willing to sign a FOUR year service contract. Well, I really wanted to get out of there so I read the contract, which actually read more like (5) a covenant with death, especially the part about having to let them keep Jill. Still, I figured it was worth it to get myself safely out of there, so I signed on the dotted line. Well, it was just like (2) a magic wand had been waved. My cell phone immediately began working and I don’t think I ever had a better signal. I called the service station and they sent someone out right away, and I made it safely home by morning.

That was almost four years ago now. I never saw Jill again, but I think of her now and then, especially if I have to drive by the old abandoned house. Still, I never regretted my decision to sign up with that cell phone company. My reception has never been better and the cost is quite reasonable. In fact, I am thinking of signing with them again when this contract is up. They said I would have to come to the old abandoned house again to renew my contract. They did insist that I bring a friend. Hopefully that one won’t disappear too, but I still think it might be worth it to get this kind of service for four more years. Good cell phone service is so hard to find.

Used all but #7 and #10. Thanks for the morning challenge.

Answer 2

"God definitely has a sense of humor." I said with a laugh to Dave. This was because just when he said drunkenly, "If God loves me he should give me a sign" our car which I was driving, for no reason slowed down and the engine died with a splutter. I tried to start it but there was no response whatsoever.
"That's your sign, I guess." I said. We were four guys and a girl in the car. Annie, my younger sister was the only girl in the group. The rest were The Everly brothers, Dave, Jake and Steve.
"That seems to be a house ahead." said Annie pointing. "Maybe we can get someone who has a magic wand to fix the car."
We all agreed and trudged to the house. We knocked repeatedly but there was no response. We pushed open the creaking doors and walked into a spacious hall. Our calls came back to us as echos and there was no response. A long winding staircase led upstairs invitingly.
"You go upstairs and check, Eric," said Dave who tottered on his drunken feet. "We will all just keep a look-out down here."
I am NOT going upstairs alone !!" I said in a high pitched voice. I sounded scared even to myself. The house was pitch dark and none of the light switches seemed to work. Dark strange shadows were cast against the wall. And some of them seemed to move when you turned your eyes away.
"OMG!!" Screamed Annie "Is that not a man standing over there?" she said pointing at a shadow in the hall that had the shape of a man.
"No, it is the shadow cast by the oak tree outside the window." I said. "I don't think there is anyone here but us."
"Can we go back then?" asked Annie
"Why don't we spend the night here since the car is not starting? Tomorrow we can find our way while it is daylight."
"But the house is so eerie and spooky." said Annie hugging herself as she shivered with either cold or fear. We all went upstairs and searched the rooms for where to lay our heads. I had to open the locked rooms with The Skeleton Key I always carried around. They were five bedrooms in all and we all agreed to take one each. As I stood by my bedroom window looking out into the starry night, before I turned in for the night, a soft hand fell on my shoulder.
'Please tell me that is YOUR hand on my shoulder, Annie" I said as I slowly turned around.
"You have a covenant with death!" said the voice behind me and it wasn't Annie's.

Answer 3

Can I write a story about a group of friends whose car breaks down and they need to spend the night in yes I can

Answer 4

ah they are great things for a short story must say. no time line on this is there because have to think of my characters and all.

Answer 5

No offence but this is a bit much to ask for Yahoo Answers isn't it?

Answer 6

I think you are one of those work-shy hollywood scenarists . lol
Just Kidding ;-)

Answer 7

Yes, I can - but it doesn't follow that I'm going to ! ! !

Answer 8

could but this is too much to ask. so not gonna.

Answer 9

NICE!

Answer 10

"Ah, come one baby," Jeff said as i stood beside him. We were both looking under the hood of his old 1970's Trans Am. Jeff had been trying to restore it for years, but, as its breakdown tonight showed, he was not really successful.

"Try it again," Jeff called to his girlfriend, Kelly, who was sitting in the drivers seat. She turned the key, but, instead of getting better, it was worse. Not even a sound escaped from the deceased vehicle.

"Are you sure that you're doing anything," Kelly said, stepping out of the vehicle. My girlfriend, Melissa who had been seated on the passenger's side, followed her.

"Yes, of course I am," Jeff told her, obviously starting to get annoyed.

"I wish we just had a magic wand that would make the damn engine turn over," Melissa said, smiling at our predicament.

"A magic wand(2)?" Jeff told her. "Are you stupid?"

"Man, she's jsut trying to lighten the mood." I told him, stepping up for the girl that I loved. "We'll just call a tow truck and be out of here in an hour."

"Call a tow truck with what?" Jeff asked me, getting into my face. "Our cell phones haven't worked for the past twelve miles. We're in the middle of the freaking country. Civilization stops at the coast."

"I'm from Oklahoma," Kelly said, sticking up for the center of the country and not really helping with our predicament.

"We passed a house a couple of yards back. There's gotta be someone in there. Even in redneckville, people have phones." Melissa told him, coming to my side.

"Not everyone in the middle of the country is a redneck?" Kelly told her, obviously getting annoyed at the frequent stabs at none costal states.

Ignoring the comment, Jeff continued to ramble. Ignoring both fo them, I started to walk down the road. Soon afterward, I could hear the three of them following me.

No one spoke as we walked. That was good, because it gave me the time to think about why four college students were in the middle of nowhere in the middle of July.

It started last December actually and, if I remember right, it was Jeff and Kelly's idea. The premise was simple. Tour the country with stops at every major city for a concert. Each would pick an equal amount of concerts, which meant four different styles.

Our tour would start at the end of May, when classes ended, with a concert in our college town by a heavy metal band called A Covenant with Death(5) (Jeff's pick) and end with a country concert (Kelly's last pick) in Philidephia at the end of July. Two months, touring the country with music. It would be a dream come true. We had saved for months and finally had enough to pull off the endevour even going so far as to buy tickets in advance.

It had all come crashing down an hour ago, when...well....you jsut heard why it had crashed down.

We reached the house that we had seen from the road a few minutes later. It didn't really look like much to me, though I must admit it gave a sort of ominous vibe. Painted dark colors, which were only made darker by the moonless night. Dead trees leaned against the hours, with branch leaning against the side.

"Now that's creepy," Jeff said from behind me. I looked to see that he was jsut staring up at the house with a look of fear in his eyes. The two girls were huddled clsoe together, hoping that nothing would come for them in a tightly knit group.

"Chicken," I said, but just then a clap of thunder cause me to jump. Jeff laughed even as rain slowly started to fall to the ground. Before our eyes the rain picked up, until it was almost crashing down in waves.

"It wasn't even cloudy before," Melissa said, looking to the sky. She had to yell to be heard over the sound of the pouring rain.

"Gotta love central America, my friend," Jeff said passing me and moving to the door of the house, as if this occurance could be explained away by our location.

"God definately has a sense of humor(1)." Kelly said, following him. "First the breakdown of the car, then this sudden rain shower, and now a creepy looking house."

"Could be worse," I told her, following the two of them. Melissa came behind me. Jeff was already knocking by the time the two of us came up behind them. We waited a few minutes, but no reply came from within the home.

"Alright," Jeff said, after a moment. "This is really starting to piss me off."

"Starting," Melissa mummbled, stepping backward to avoid his anger. As she did, she tripped over the welcome mat. I caught her before she could fall all the way down.

"Cool," Kelly said, looking at the place that the mat had been. "A key."

"Alright, now this is starting to get really creepy." Melissa said, observing the key. "The head of the key is shaped like a skull."

"Maybe it's the skeleton key (8)," Jeff said with a smile on his face as he tried the key in the lock. It opened easily.

"Har har har, jackass." Melissa told him, as he started to go inside. Melissa moved to stop him. "That's breaking and entering."

"Either go in here or deal with this," Jeff told her, motioning to the rain. "I choose the house."

"Doesn't mean it's right." Melissa said, following the rest of us into the home.

The entry hall was a very large and open area, but the lack of light made it feel very confining. My eyesight, which had grown accustom to the darkness outside, could make out a door to the hall on out right and a flight of stairs to the left. Directly in front of us was another door, which jeff quickly found to go to the basement.

"No lights," Jeff said, flipping a switch rapidly. "Storm must have knocked them out."

Melissa started to hum a famous theme to a horror movie, which was always played just as the killer got a new victim.

"Shut up." Kelly told her quickly. Even in the darkness, I could tell that she was frightened out of her mind.

"We should split up and search the house," Jeff said to me, looking at the three doors. "I'll take the basement, Melissa and you check the main floor, and Kelly can go upstairs."

"Why is it that whenever anyone enters a creepy house in a horror, their first reaction is to split up," Melissa wondered outloud.

"I am not going upstairs alone!! (3)" Kelly said, looking more frightened than before.

Melissa started making chicken noises under her breathe, but I stopped her quickly. "I'll go with you. Melissa can check down here by herself, right?"

"Not a problem," Melissa said, smiling confidently. "We'll meet back here in a few minutes." With those words we all went out seperate ways. Right before Melissa entered the hall, she looked to Kelly and added, "Scream bloody murder if you hear or see anything. That way the rest of us can run."

"You stupid..." Kelly started to say, but I cut her off before she could get too far. We both heard Melissa laughing as we walked up the stairs.

There were very few windows in the upstairs portion of the house, which made it even darker than the downstairs. I felt a hand grab my shoulder, but figured it was Kelly holding on for support and didn't say anything.

We didn't talk much the entire time that we walked. The only sound was from the walls. The branches screaming as the raked across the wooden siding of the house made my heart shudder every single time.

"That should do it," I said, going back to the stairs. I felt Kelly's hand shift on my shoulders.

"I guess," Kelly squeeked from several feet back.

I stopped all of a sudden. If Kelly was that far back, then who the hell had their hand on my shoulder. I decided to ask Kelly, just in case. "Um...Kelly...Please tell that is your hand on my shoulder(9)."

Kelly said nothing, which i took to mean that it wasn't. Swatting my shoulder rapidly, I turned around. I was ready to fight whatever it was that was behind me.

The rat that had landed on my shoulder earlier squeeked at the sudden intrusion and ran off into the darkness until it was nothing more than a shadow in the hall(4).

Kelly laughed at the predicament and told Jeff as soon as we reentered the main hall. Melissa had not returned yet. Jeff laughed hysterically.

The laughter died a moment later when Melissa still did not return. We waited for a long time, fifteen minutes by my watch, but Melissa still did not return.

It was I who decided that we should go look for Melissa. We walked in through the door that Melissa had taken.

It did not take more than five mintues to find her. She was curled intoa ball just outside of a doorway, whimpering. That was apparently the only sound that she could make at that moment.

Looking into the doorway she was outside of, I saw exactly what had frightened her. The room was obviously the master bedroom of the house. A dresser and a small mirror were on the side of the room. In the center of the room, visible from the doorway was the bed.

On the bed was the dead body of an old man that, judging by the smell, had probably been there for a rather long time. No wounds were visible on the body, which made me think that he had died of natural cuases.

When we finally found the phone in the house, we called the police. They came quickly and, upon seeing the body, told us that it was the owner of the house. Somewhat of a recluse, he would sometimes go for weeks without being see in town. Apparently, he had died in his sleep and would not have been found for months if we had not entered the house to avoid the rain.

In light of all that had occured, we were not charged with breaking and entering. The cops called a tow truck and we were back on the road in a few days. We decided to go directly home and didn't finish the cross country trek

As for what happened to the rest of the people, I do not know.

I know that Melissa was in therapy for a few months before continuing her studies in France. She emerced herself in her study of the culinary arts and is coming to television with a cooking show in April.

Jeff left college only a semester later saying that he needed to live his life now rather than prepare for the future. I'm not really sure what happened after that

I kept in touch with Kelly and, eventually, we started dating. I'm looking to buy asn engagement ring, actually.

It's interesting to note how all four of our lives changed because of a single road trip and how each of us reacted differently. I guess that, after facing death, we all take a look at our lives and find what's important. Melissa's studies, Jeff's living for the moment, and Kelly and I had love to look forward to.