My friend Stephen and I live in a housing estate. Our houses are side by side and we play football everyday on the green. Behind our house is a roadway. One day we climbed over the fence and went down the road. At the end of the road was a a dilapidated sort of spooky, old house. The door was hanging on by thread so we let ourselves in. I cautiously tiptoed down the hall while Stephen clambered up the falling -in stairs. I peered in the sitting room door and glanced at the tv, it seemed we were on the tv. I knew what had to be done……. RUN!…….