The Box in the Attic is a scary story about a girl who is playing hide and seek when she comes across something strange in the attic.
When I was a young girl, I was friends with a boy named Ephraim. He was quiet and shy, but I liked his company. He was an only child, but he said he used to have a sister. Her name was Marlene and she died before he was born.
One day, after school, Ephraim invited me over to his house. His mom gave us milk and cookies and we watched some cartoons on TV. After we finished eating, Ephraim told his mom we were going to go upstairs and play.
“Just remember,” she said, “You can do whatever you want, but don’t go into the attic.”
We wandered around the house, looking for something to keep us entertained. Eventually, we decided to play hide and seek. Ephraim covered his eyes and counted to 100 while I ran off to find a hiding place.
I decided to hide in the one place he would never look… the attic. I walked up the attic stairs and opened the door. Inside, it was dark and the floor was covered in dust. Looking around in the dim light, I saw a big cardboard box in the corner. It looked like the perfect place to hide.
I pulled back the flaps and peeked inside. I could see some strange objects that were dusty and grey. When I looked closer, I realized they were human bones and at the bottom of the box, I could see a skull.
I looked at the label on the side of the box and a chill ran down my spine. I just closed up the box again and we went downstairs. I didn’t say anything about the box to Ephraim. Instead, I made up some excuse about my mother wanting me to come home and left quickly.
All these years later, I can still remember the label on that box in the attic. It read: “Marlene”.