Who doesn't love it when their child embraces something they are passionate about...so I'm sharing a special blog, a very short story written by my ten-year-old son...
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| Future Famous Author |
On Halloween night, I am
thinking about the haunted house across the street. I want to debunk a rumor that, whoever enters
on Halloween night, never comes out.
At midnight, it’s time to
enter. I walk across the street, but I
realized there was a black cat on the front lawn of the house. I grab a rock to keep the door open just in
case I get locked in. I brought a camera
to record my experience. Also, I wore
black clothes just in case someone is in there, they won’t be able to see
me. I was ready! When I took a step in the house, I felt
something grab my leg. I jumped back
outside in total fear and passed out
When I woke up, it was 12:01 a.m. and I found I just passed out for a minute.
Then I ran to get back inside, but this time I forgot to keep the rock
on the door. I looked back and the door
was locked! I am going to have to stay
alive now. I flicked the switch, but no
light! I rushed to the basement to turn
the power on. As I was rushing in, I saw
a baseball bat out of the corner of my eye.
I grabbed it just for protection.
I flicked the power on, and all I saw were skeletons of animals and
people! I was going to scream, but I
didn’t want to make any noise.
I came out of the basement
and realized this was a fright attraction for our neighborhood. I walked around and I kept seeing
skeletons-every turn I took…. SKELETONS!
I realized that it was 1:00 a.m.
I rushed to the door of the attraction and…it was unlocked! So I turned around, but I saw a mob of angry
ghosts who were screaming, “Stay with us!”
At that point, I opened the
door, ran out and yelled, “I made it out alive!” Then I realized that I hadn’t made it out
alive. I looked at my legs and saw I was
hovering above the ground. Then my soul
was dragged back inside the attraction.
THE END
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