The Secret Garden.

Two little children, who were brother and sister cautiously stepped over the fence. 

They found the garden behind their house. They moved in a couple of weeks ago. 

The house looked old, and haunted...

They were beginning to regret venturing into the dark garden..

The tress looked old and crusty, the sun was hidden behind the clouds, and crows cackling.

"Jim, I'm scared- Let's just go home!" The girl said to her brother, her lips quivering.

"It's alright, Leslie. It's just a garden! It's not like anything is going to jump out at us." Her brother assured her.

Leslie took a deep breath and held Jim's hand.

The walked deeper into the garden..

"Jim! Look!..." Leslie pointed to a blood red rose.

"Oh?" Jim looked a bit confused. "It looks so dark-" He touched it. 

"Jim- Your hand-" Leslie's eyed widened with horror.. 

"IT'S A BLOOD RED ROSE- BECAUSE IT'S COVERED IN BLOOD!"

Jim wiped his hands against his jeans.

"Leslie- Yeah.. Let's go home. I don't think it's safe here.."

"Leslie?"

"LESLIE!" 

 

"Your sister is gone." Said a dark, unknown voice. It sounded like a low pitched scream.

"Where is my sister!?" Jim screamed, charging at nothing.

He hit a tree and stumbled to the ground. "Oww.."

Leslie fell out of nowhere. She was unconscious. 

Jim picked her up carefully..

The unknown voice boomed. "YOU WILL LEAVE THIS GARDEN AT ONE. THIS IS MY WIFE'S GRAVEYARD! SHE WAS BRUTALLY MURDERED 100 YEARS AGO..

You don't want to end up like her."

"Yes sir-" Jim ran as fast as his legs could take him. He heard a scary laugh behind him..

"SWEET NIGHTMARES, MY CHILDREN!!"

"Jim-" Leslie looked up at her brother.

"It's okay, Leslie-" Jim said.