The Old Farm

by Michele
(Canada)

When I was little, my friends and I would always build snow forts in the snow drifts in our neighbour's farmyard near my house in town. One day. we heard a strange noise coming from the house. We were a little scared because no one actually lived there. We looked up to the window and there it was... a face. We were totally freaked and didn't move. Then the curtains shut. The next winter we went back to build forts. We never saw the face again.