Microfiction: Her foot slipped and she started to fall

Her foot slipped and she started to fall.
Her foot slipped and she started to fall, she quickly grabbed onto the edges of the abandoned pool. Panic struck Amanda and Eliza's face as Megan was holding as tight as she could to the crumbling cement. There was nobody around, nobody would step foot into this property. It was about midnight on the perfect Halloween night and the girls decided to have a little fun instead of trick-or-treating. This house was almost made for Halloween movies and you would get the chills as you would walk by. Day or night, people crossed the road away from this house, keeping their distance. The rumors around the neighborhood about this house didn’t ease the "creeped out" feeling. The front yard had two huge knotted and twisted trees with one having a small wooden swing that never seemed to stop swaying. The house was brown with jagged, dirty windows. The grass was tall, over-grown and tangled with every leaf that fell. Into the backyard was a huge, deep in ground pool with nothing but brown leaves and branches at the bottom.
          Megan’s fingers were turning red and white around the knuckles, her two friends both holding desperately onto her wrists. Her toes attempted to grab onto the wall, it was no use, and the smooth navy tiles were like butter under her shoes.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay... “Amanda repeated herself after seeing Megan struggle to get back up, they were all breathing heavy. Megan dangled from the edge swaying slightly side to side.
"Eliza, on three, pull her up." Amanda demanded. Eliza nodded and they both counted under their breath. There hands gripped onto Megan’s arms and slowly Megan was pulled up. She flopped onto her stomach and the girls flew back, all of them were breathing as if they just ran a marathon. They sat there in silence for about a minute trying to catch their breath. The bushes across from the pool shook revealing a glimpse of a red sweatshirt, the girls' eyes widened in horror.
 "I want to go home." Eliza whimpered as her heart did terrified flips. They stood up and a cold shutter went through them. The girls ran out of the yard and adrenaline fueled them the rest of the way home. They collapsed into Amanda's living room scared to death.
"Did anyone see that, in the bush?" Eliza finally said.
"What or who was that?" Amanda's voice shook. Megan stood up and locked every door and window around them. Each click of the lock seemed to make them jump out of their own skin.
"I don’t know who would do that?" Megan questioned them. All of them shrugged and glanced around the room.
"Its late, im going to sleep" Amanda said pulling out a sleeping bag. For the rest of the night, that red sweatshirt was on their mind and that’s all they could think about.