The
House on 55TH Street
By:
Gabrielle Griffin
As you look at the house on 55th
Street where a family lived there for a long time until one faithful night
changed everything, the family had always had their ups and downs but nothing
like this.
One day, a woman named Mary was married to a
man named John they had 2 kids a boy and girl named William and Sally. John was
a very successful business man working at “CBS” while Mary would be the
housewife taking care of the kids. Things were going good until John came home
angry, mad and drunk. He had just lost his job and he took it very hard due to
the fact he’s been working there for 15 years.
He comes home, he told Mary everything but
as much as she tried to comfort him he would hit, punch, and kick her in the
face. As she seen blood running down her face she have had enough she checked
to see if the kids were still sleeping she got the gun from the drawer and shot
John in the head twice and he died. All Mary could see was the blood of her
husband running down his body she started to cry.
She covered up the body with a blanket took
the kids out the house put them in the car and left. Mary still couldn’t
believe what she had done she kept crying and crying. “What’s wrong mommy?” the
kids said. Mary shouted “Shutup” looking at them not paying attention Mary
swerve off the road into the water where both her and the kids died.
Police came to gather all the bodies
together and the house on 55th street was back on sale. A new family
had brought it and lived in it. They would always hear strange noises at night
screams and a loud gun shot. They would always see John in the mirror with the
bullet still in his head throwing grass at them. The family have had enough and
left.
The house was back on the market where it’s
reminds forever. Some say you can see John standing in the window waving and
moving his fingers up and down wanting you to come in, but no more dared go in
the house on 55th Street.
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