The Haunted House
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The Haunted House CHAPTER 1 "Oh man, where the hell is he? He was meant to be here by ten. He's bloody half an hour late," whined Marco, repeatedly looking at his watch. We (Marco, Tina and I) waited impatiently for Kurt in the dark and gloomy backstreet behind the park. It was damp and cold, with a mild wind blowing. We stood shivering. I was angry with Kurt for being late but I was at the same time scared, scared if he'd been caught. I knew Kurt; he was clever but this was dangerous business. If he'd got caught, we'd end up in the local police station and our parents screaming at us. But most of all, they'd be looking at me with disappointment. I can stand a lot of things but not my parents' disappointment in me. They've done a lot for me. I know most parents do...


