there was a knock on my door............ continue the story...and try making it scary and horror... i will mark u as brainlist
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THE SCARY LITTLE GIRL
It was 5 o’clock in the morning when I heard a knock at the door…
I tried to ignore the noise but it wasn’t easy: the stranger seemed really determined.
After a couple of minutes I was so upset that I decided to open and yell at the nuisance to go away; but what I saw when I opened the door amazed me so much that I thought I was stiil dreaming: right in fron of me there was a little girl with pretty blue eyes and blonde hair. She also wore a black trenchcoat and suspicious sunglasses.
“ ‘Morning lady,what’s going on up there?” she said with a weird deep voice,I didn’t know how to answer so I just squint and cleared my throat loudly…but the little girl talked again.
“Well,I’m here for…you know.”
“I don’t think so,what should I know?” I whispered still in shock, that wasn’t at all the way I expected to start my day
“You should know that I’m here for…the family business.If you know what I’m talking about”
I had no idea what she was talking about but the situation went too far, so I looked right in her eyes and asked:
“What kind of ‘family business’?”
She took of her sunglasses and made a very cute,innocent smile.
“The delicious chocolate cookies from the girls scout! Lovely food for the great good.”
I quickly closed the door.
Nobody should felt so attacked by a little pretty girl.
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Knock Knock is a scary story about a young boy and his sister who are left home alone when their parents go out for the night. It is based on an urban legend.
Knock Knock
As their mother was leaving, she they told her children not to open the door under any circumstances.
“If anyone knocks, don’t answer it,” she told them.
But the boy and his sister didn’t pay attention to their mother’s warning. They thought she was being too careful. They figured they could take care of themselves in any situation.
About an hour after the parents left, the kids heard a “knock, knock, knock” on the front door. They decided to ignore it, but again, they heard “knock, knock, knock”. It happened again and again and it grew louder each time.
Eventually, the girl couldn’t stand it anymore and she told her brother she was going to answer the door. When the boy reminded her of their mother’s warning, the girl just wouldn’t listen.
Again, they heard the “knock, knock, knock” on the door. Finally the sister went downstairs. Her brother lay on the sofa watcing TV. He heard his sister’s footsteps walking down the stairs. He heard her asking loudly “Who is it?”. He heard her open the lock on the front door.
Then he heard only silence. He lay there for a while, listening for any noise, but heard nothing. Eventually, he started getting scared. His sister still hadn’t returned. He was afraid to call out to his sister, so he sneaked out the back door and made his way to their neighbor’s house.
When he went into their house, his neighbor was watching the local news channel on TV. The news anchor on TV was talking about a murder. Then they showed a reporter live at the scene of the murder.
The neighbor said to the boy, “Hey that looks like your house”.
The boy was shaking with fear. “That is my house”, he said. “And that’s my front door”.
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