They say the house was haunted. Johny didn't believe in ghosts and neither did I. It was my little sister I was worried about. She had said she wanted to go every house with us and this was the last one. I was pretty impressed with her, going to every house without complaining.
"Come on."Johny called as he started up the gravel pathway. My sister's hand grasped on tight to mine. I could feel her cold sweat on her palm. It made her hand sticky. Or maybe that was my sweat.
Once we got to the house my sister started to shiver, and Johny started to question my bravery.
"You scared Tucker?" he asked me.
"No." I replied not sure if I had just lied. Johny took my sisters hand from mine and pushed me up the porch steps and onto the doormat. I looked down at my feet. The doormat had "WELCOME" written on it in capital letters.
"Knock." Johny commanded. Even though I hated the idea I did just that. My sister ran back down the gravel pathway. She couldn't take it anymore. Neither could I.
I raced after her, my heart beating a thousand times a minute. As we ran home I heard Johny yell something but I couldn't make it out. I didn't look back though, just kept running.
After that I never saw Johny again. He didn't come to school anymore, the other kids told rumors about him but I knew the real reason. Nothing was ever the same after that.