Horror and some comedy last night.

Here are two horror books I think are really horror's. (as in, scary-frightening.)
Okay, its And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

Hmm, and The Shining by Stephen King.

And Then They Were None is something like this:
Ten strangers are lured to a mansion, and realize that a murderer is at loose amongst them. Doesn't really sound scary, does it? Here's more: (Quote from book)

Ten little soldier boys going out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.

Nine little soldier boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.

Eight little soldier boys traveling in Devon;
One said he'd stay and then there were seven.

Seven little soldier boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself into halves and then there were six.

Six little soldier boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.

Five little soldier boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.

Four little soldier boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.

Three little soldier boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.

Two little soldier boys sitting in the sun;
One got frizzled up and then there was one.

One little soldier boy left all alone;
He went and hung himself and then there were none.

They die according to this nursery rhyme. Agatha Christie's books seriously scare.




The Shining

Hey, I haven't read it yet, but my brother says that its an awesome book, and that I should read it.
I'll try to finish it fast then post it here.

The Comedy Last Night

Uh...okay. My twin brothers aren't looking. Last night, I was asking them what music sheets they wanted (they kept pestering me for music sheets) So I went and played some grand piano CDs, and after awhile they said they wanted Forrest Gump (Feather Tune) I just sort of nodded, and went out. It was about ten in the night, and I wanted to sleep, fast. My mother just came back from work and wanted us to go sleep. Then my brothers said very very determindedly that they would sleep in their room (mind, I sleep with my parents, cos' I don't have my room yet. On a mattress. My brothers too) Then later I went inside the room and waited for them patiently, because they usually come screaming because of a ladybird or something. So I went out, and things started to become comical.
My oldest brother (please, only for 2 seconds older than the other brother) came screaming out of his room, (well not screaming, but kind of like) then. Then he started to chase me around the house, into the bedroom, and almost squashed my mother's laptop. Then I paused at the door, holding my hands up in the air, making peace and I said snidely (well okay, I admit!!), what are you doing here, I thought you wanted to sleep in your room?"
Then he started squealing girlishly (ok, ok, this is exaggerated) about some frightening fly that always comes when it rains. Well, I'm not saying that I'm immune to insects, but hey, I tried not to scream. Then my other brother tried to lock me out of the room for no apparent reason, and I strangled my way in. But of course, they held back. Then we stayed up for two hours more and played scrambling word games. They won.