Chocolate Dream

I was in a convenience store a bit like a seven eleven store at around midnight. It was situated next to a petrol station with a road seperating the two. We, my friend and I, had stopped there to get something to eat. As we got out of the car, the atmosphere was erriely like something out of a horror movie, there was just a bad taste in the air, something was going to happen. When we got inside the store, it was just us and the store attendant.

As I was about to reach of the chocolates, the electronic ring of the sliding door indicated that someone else had come in. When I looked around I couldn't see anyone, but as I took a step back I nearly crashed into someone. It was a little kid. He was wearing a grey hoodie with baggy pants, and sullen look.

Acutally there was a few small hoodlum kids. Before too long store was in chaos. The kids ran around causing ruckus and stressing out the attendent. The attendent didnt know what to do or where to look. They were everywhere.

We three were all on edge. What were they going to do?

I saw a couple of the kids picking up some chocolates and putting them into their hoodies, it was going to be shoplifinting operation. I thought that someone should speak up. So when the next kid went to pick up choclates I grabbed their arm and spoke to them. I was stern and pleading. I told the kid that the store was fairly small take pity on the poor attendant who seemed way in over their head.

The kid spoke to the others and they all one by one went up to the counter and left the candy on the counter and filed out one by one.

My friend and I bought some food and some chocolate and left the store. When we came out the kids were still hanging around the store in the dark corner of the carpark. We didn't know what would happen when we left, but I drove the car towards them and opened the window and threw some white chocolate block bar at them. I shouted thank you and drove away.

I drove down the road leading towards a house. The front of the house looked like a haunted house personified. It was a mansion with darken windows, tattered curtains and just the ominous feeling of a haunted house. I didn't know I was heading towards the house until I reliased that the car was about to crash into the building. It had driven itself up to the driveway, up the stairs and was about to crash into the front door.

My friend and I braced for the impact. However....surpise! There was no crash, the giant wooden doors opened by itself and it turns out that the house was a drive through haunted house!

Driving through the corridoors of the house, was very claustrophobic. The walls were buldging outwards and it was a tight squeeze for the car. The car drove it self along the corridoors and followed the path around the house. Nothing scary jumped out or anything, but the feeling that someone was watching and people were after us, made me put my foot on the accelerator. It seems like the longer that we stayed in the house the more that it will keep us in there.

We sped through the whole entire house, taking corners dangrously fast, finally breading out of the house through the same front door and drove off into the night.

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