Looking for a Friend

The old house had been empty for as long as he could remember, but it seemed to have a light on this time he strolled pass. As he passed by the old, gray, vacant house, he heard somebody calling his name. He stopped to listen for it again to be sure he was hearing correctly. Once he heard it again, he knew that it had to be coming frome the old house, but "How could this be?" he thought. He crept closer to the house taking caution. He walked to the door, turned the knob, and that's when the door opened by itself. As the door creaked, he heard someone scream. He jumped at the sound. He yelled, "Is there anybody here?" No one answered. He repeated himself, still no answer. He began to walk up the stairs, then he heard the scream again. Every other step would make a soft, yet loud creak. He looked up and saw the huge cobwebs that lurked the ceilings. Charlie thought about his mom and knew that she was expecting him home soon and he didn't want to get in trouble, so he turned around and walked back down the stairs. As he walked to the door, he heard a girl calling his name again, "Charlie, Charlie." He asked, "Who's there?" The girl beagan to laugh. He looked down the dark hallway and saw a figure. It came closer, and closer. harlie began to walk backwards towards the door in fear. As the figure came closer to the light, Charlie could make out that it was a girl with long, black hair. She had on a pink nightgown with red hearts all over it. She was holding a teddybear. She told him that she watches him when he passes the house and wanted to be his friend. He asked her how many friends did she have and she told him, with her head down, that she didn't have any friends. He told her that he had to get home before he got in trouble, but he promised to come tomorrow and play with her. She smiled and wished him a good night. Charlie stayed true to his word and came back the next day, and from then on, they became the best of friends.