Murder at Huntington Manor

Huntington Manor is a place of murder and betrayal.
Willow Taylor is writing an article in History about Huntington Manor.She is told to visit it but there is a myth that whoever goes in there dies, they get murdered by Tobias Huntington the son who was mistreat and caused the death of the Huntingtons. After Willow goes to the house strange things happen to her. Is someone trying to kill Willow? And will Willow be the one to save Tobias from not being loved?
This story is a mystery,a bit scary, fantasy and romance book.

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8. Return of the shadow

I decided I will go to the house at the weekend while I am not busy and my parents are going out.

Sitting at my laptop I decide to carry on with my report. An email pops up Izzy:

Izzy-Hey Wills are you there. X

Wills-Yeah, what’s up? X

Izzy-I did a bit of research about Mr Huntington. X

Wills-What did you find? X

Izzy-Well, first of all he was harrowing. Very scary man no one approached him. The town’s people were shocked when Lady Jane married him. She was such a gentle and kind woman. This doesn’t add up because we know her as this horrible mother who wouldn’t accept her son. So I researched about her...

Wills-And?

Izzy-Nothing, just said she was married to Mr Huntington who is actually called George not Fredrick .Which confuses me why would he change his name?

Wills-Did you find out if he had a job?

Izzy-He worked at a school for a bit but he punished the children dreadfully so he got fired. This is a bit weird again because punishment to children was still high at that time. Erm...also just the usual he died in the fire. Which we already know. So what do you think about him?

Wills-I have a bit of an idea, what if because Tobias was different he said something to make his wife go against Tobias.

Izzy-Such as?

Wills-I don’t know that’s what I am trying to work out. Thanks for the heads up though.

Izzy- Its fine. I need to go now.

Wills- No wait! What did he teach?

Izzy- History

Wills- Okay thanks bye.

Izzy- Bye.

 

Overall, Mr Huntington or George was a sick man who liked to punish kids. And he was a teacher, teaching History. What could he have said to make his wife go against their own son?

Thud!

‘Alfie is that you?’

Thud!

‘Alfie!’ No answer. I slide out my seat, just then a biting cold feeling went down my spine. I turn around....its back....the shadow!

Its footprints dig into my fluffy rug and the shadow creeps up my wall. How did he-windows open! I slowly edge away but the prints are gone and they are by my door. He is circling me in, keeping me prisoner.

‘Who it this?’ I choke; a foul stench travels up my nose. Covering my mouth I try to edge towards the window. Another biting cold feeling travels down my spine, it’s behind me. Without looking back I run for the door and fling it open. The smell is gone but I can still feel the cold coming from my room. Missing a few steps I run into the front room where Mark is sat with a girl, making out. I stop abruptly; it’s Macey from my year.

‘Macey? Mark?’ I ask looking from one red face to the other.

‘What are you doing here?’ Mark asks angrily as he tries to budge me out the room.

‘I live here.’

‘Ha-ha, funny I mean why were you running? Are you scared off being by yourself?’ I hear giggles behind Marks large body. Giving a glare to both of them, I leave them to their hoovering.

Gingerly I open my door, the room is a tiny bit cold but there are no shadows or footprints. But something is different. What though? My old purple t-shirt lies on the floor, the t-shirt with the picture. Flinging the t-shirt, I look under the bed. Nothing. Whoever that was here has gone and took the picture of Tobias Huntington and his manor.

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My night was restless, tossing and turning about that mysterious shadow. Who is the owner of them prints and shadow? Ever since the shadow has been here, I just have thoughts of...death. Bodies, with blood cascading out of them. Children crying over there dead mother or father. It frightens me to think what else this shadow can do, what it can possess. There was a whisper, that Dark Magic had been used in the late 19th century, could this thing be part of it.

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