It’s almost impossible to think about Halloween without thinking about haunted houses. Today, write about a haunted house. Keep reading to see the full writing prompt and my completed version of it: Enter If You Dare.

haunted house

Today’s Writing Prompt: Haunted House

Today, write about a haunted house and characters who are engaging with it for the first time. If you need inspiration for this writing prompt, watch a scary movie about a haunted house. And read my completed version of this writing prompt below.

Completed Version of Today’s Writing Prompt

Enter If You Dare, by K.E. Creighton

The deteriorating stairs creaked under James’ rain boots. Even though there were only five stairs leading up to the front porch, they seemed to take forever to climb. He could hear Luke and Butch sniggering in the decaying bush to his far right, mocking how he climbed so timidly. But he had to block them out or he would never be able to muster up enough courage to get this done.

A dare was a dare. And since he was the new kid in town, he couldn’t back out of doing this now, no matter how much his hands were shaking, no matter how much he wanted to puke his guts out.

The wood slats leading up to the front door creaked even louder than the stairs had. So James took a deep breath and decided to charge toward the front door and knock on it as loud as he could, just as he had been dared to do. He needed to hurry this whole thing up before he really lost his nerve and was cast out by everyone at school and in the neighborhood.

But James didn’t get a chance to knock.

As he lifted his small fist to bang on the door, it opened. It opened slowly, with a groan, and … by itself? There was no one standing in the doorway to greet James or tell him to bugger off. But he still felt welcomed and suddenly calm and decided to enter the house. It was as if he was in a trance or under a spell.

James stepped into the foyer dimly lit with candles. He didn’t look back at the boys with astonished faces cowering in the bush outside as they anxiously watched him enter the house alone.

There were thick and dusty cobwebs covering the banister of the staircase leading to the second level. And all the furniture in the front room was covered with white sheets. There wasn’t a soul in sight that the boys in the distance could see. Although, there were certainly souls present inside that house. But we will never know about them. Or about what happened to James. Because as soon as James entered the house, the front door slammed shut behind him and he was never seen or heard from again.

Just ask Luke and Butch. They’ll tell you what they saw at that old haunted house as if it happened yesterday, even though what they saw happened thirty years ago.

[All Rights Reserved by K.E. Creighton and Creighton’s Compositions LLC. The above work is a piece of fiction. All names and locations referred to are the product of the author’s imagination and are used entirely for fictional purposes. Any similarities to real-life persons or places are purely coincidental.]

If you complete this writing prompt, share your draft by tagging #DailyDraftsAndDialogues and @kecreighton on Medium, WordPress, or Facebook.