英语恐怖故事

恐怖故事 one rainy night,miss brown was driving her way home .suddenly,she saw a hand crawling upon the front windows,she hurried to stop and got off her car.To her surprised,that no one out of the car!she was very frightened,hurried into the car and went home.in the living room,a man who was talking with her daughters is they father-Mr brown!! “he walked to Miss brown and said, what’s going on?You acted like somebody died.who’s dead?” “his widow said,you are.” ““I don’t feel dead,”he said.I felt fine.” ““you don’t look fine,” his widow said.you look dead.you’d better get back to the grave where you belong.” “I am not going back to the grave until I feel dead,”he said. In fact,Mr brown was dead.they bought him a coffin and had a funeral and buied him. But that night he got out of his coffin,and he saw his wife was driving,So he crewed the window,then the scene is the beginning of the story. Since Mr brown wouldn’t go back,his widow couldn’t collect his life insurance.Without that,she couldn’t pay for the coffin.And the undertaker said he would take it back. Mr brown didn’t care.He just sat by the fire rocking in a chair and warming his hands and feet.but his joints were dry and his back was stiff,and every time he moved,he creaked and creaded. In the night the best fiddler in the town came to court the window.Since brown was dead,the fiddler wanted to marry her.one night,The fiddler and miss brown sat on one side of the fire,and Mr brown sat on the “other side,creaking and creaking.how long do we have to put up with this dead corpse?”the widow asked. “something must be done,”the fiddler said. ““this isn’t very jolly,”Mr brown said.let’s dance!” The fiddler got out his fiddle and began to play.Mr brown stretched himself,shooked himself,got up,took a step or two,and began to dance. With his old bones rattling,and his yellow teeth snapping,and his bald head wagging,and his arms flip-flopping-around and around he went. With his long legs clicking,and his kneebones knocking,he skipped and pranced around the room.how that dead man danced! But pretty soon a bone worked loose and fell to the floor. “Look at that!”said the fiddler. “Paly faster!”said the widow. The fiddler played faster. Crickety-crack,down and back,the dead man went hopping,and his dry bones kept dropping-this way,that way,the pieces just kept popping. “Play,man!paly!”cried the widow. The fiddler fiddled,and dead brown danced,the brown fell apart,collapsed into a pile of bones-all except his bald headbone that grinned at the fidder,cracked its teeth-and kept dancing. The fiddler played faster and faster,louder and louder.at this time,the “widow laugh evilly and said:how could you stand up!!”the music was “over,and the fiddler took out of flour and mixed with Mr brown”.then put them back in the coffin. Since then,Miss brown get a lot of money and married to the fiddler. Two years later,the fiddler and his wife was arrested .in fact,Mr brown was murdered by them. In that night,Mr brown’s daughter witnessed the whole process,so as to the neighbors thanks to the big noise.then they called the police.through two years of investigation,their crimes was discovered.as the piddler was Principal, and he was sentended to death.