Poor Suzie...

​                “Oh Suzie, don’t be a wimp!” Jonathan taunted.  He and this other kid from the block decided go inside the supposed haunted house. I told them that it was a bad idea and they dared me to go with them. The wind whipped my short brown hair. The sun started to set as the looming house stood before us on the deserted street.
                “There is nothing to be afraid of,” A boy said, climbing up the rickety steps with Jonathan right behind. He pulled me up there, and I had no choice but to follow.
                “You go first,” he suggested, pushing to me the door. Shakily, I turned the knob and it opened noisily, darkness beckoning me in. I took two hesitant steps over the threshold.
                Creeaak…Slam!
                “Ahhhhhh Help!” The door shut, leaving me trapped.
                “Suuzziie come here,” a voice whispered. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I turned around to face a little girl in a tattered nightgown with two black holes for eyes. She raises her hands out to me.    
                 “No please-”
                “Hahahahaha!” She cackled. I lurched forward into the air unable to move or scream; my mouth gaped open.  I felt her sucking the life out me. My body started convulsing and my eyes rolled backwards.
                                Outside
                “Oh man we’re going to be in real trouble Jona-
                Suddenly, the door opened and Suzie walked out calm and unharmed.
                “Suzie, you’re okay! We thought we lost you in there,” Jonathan said. He squints at her. “Hey, what happened to your eyes, they didn’t used to be black.”