'A Victorian Horror Story' by Isabelle (year 9)


I’ve been here for days. At least I think I have, I don’t know anymore. All I know is that I have to leave before I die, and I don’t have much time. Let me take you back to where this all started. A few friends and I were fascinated with everything Victorian all throughout High School. We had been to every shop, historical town, and museum we could find within our reach, until we found a new place an old friend heard about. This was an old Victorian hat shop. Throughout the school term we all patiently waited for a chance to head up there. So obviously when one free weekend turned up, we all jumped at the chance to take a look at what we thought would be a wonderful place. When Saturday rolled around everybody hopped in my good friend Josh’s badly maintained Jeep. His twin brother Eli was manning the GPS and we three girls were sitting in the back, staring out the window and giggling with excitement. After hours of driving, we noticed there were fewer buildings, and each of them becoming increasingly dilapidated, more and more like a ghost town, as we sped towards our destination.... Read the whole story here...

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