Hal watched from a distance with a group of unwanted people around her. Five people had entered the house. The group of unwanted people snickered.<br/><br/>â€œâ€¦ I canâ€™t do thisâ€¦there are people inside,â€ Hal said as she stared at the haunting house.<br/><br/>â€œDonâ€™t worry freak!â€ The leader of the group slapped her back hard, â€œJust go in there and pretend you are suppose to be there, or sneak in, whatever works best.â€ The leader was a lanky guy with shaggy blond hair. He was always so cruel to Hal. Shoving her into the street he gave her a smirk, â€œGo on little mouse, run along to the Hell House where you belong.â€<br/><br/>There were other things that happened to her regarding him, unmentionable things. She took a deep breath and gripped her shoulder bag tightly. Walking slowly up to the house of horrors. She just made it past the gate when an immense headache formed in the back of her bead. That was usually a bad sign.<br/><br/>With her eyes on the ground she slowly made her way up the stairs to the entrance. Hesitating on opening the door.<span style="font-style: italic">Why should I have to do this?</span>She thought,<span style="font-style: italic">why do I have to suffer so much! This isnâ€™t fairâ€¦.</span><br/><br/>Her hand lightly touched the knob and she slowly opened the door. It gave a loud creak and she poked her head in just a bit to see the other surrounded by a table.<br/><br/>â€œâ€¦ uhmâ€¦â€ She nervously looked around and slid herself all the way into the house. Coughing slightly she said, â€œIâ€™mâ€¦ Halâ€¦â€ She could feel something evil in the air.