BACK TO THE HUNTED HOUSE
I DECIDED TO GO BACK TO THE HUNTED HOUSE. I ASKED MY FRIENDS, BUT THEY
WERE TOO CHICKEN TO GO BACK AFTER THEIR ICCIDENT.
IN THE HOUSE, I HEARD THE SAME NOISES. I DECIDED TO PUT ON A BRAVE
FRONT AND PRETEND THAT I WAS NOT AFRID. I YELLED."HEY,MR GHOST!
IF YOU HAVE A SORE THROAT, DON'T SING! YOU CAN COME TO ME FOR SINGING
LESSONS IF YOU WANT!"
SUDDENLY, A PALE, GHOSTLY FIGURE CAME 'FLOATING OUT',I NEARLY FEAKED
OUT! I WAS HAVING GHOOSE PIMPLES AND MY HAIR WAS STANDING ON THEIR
ENDS. I SLOWLY DRANK IN THE ENTIRE 'GHOST THING' AND AS I LOOKED AT
THE GHOST'S
FEET, I CAUGHT A GLANCE AND SAW THAT THE GHOST WAS WEARING A PAIR OF
ROLLER BLADES!
THAT'S WHY IT SEEMED TO FLOAT! THE GHOST WAS A FAKE! I KNEW IT, I
KNEW IT, I KNEW IT! HA! AND TO THINK THOSE FRIENDS OF MINE WERE WIMPY
ENOUGH TO BELIVE THAT GHOSTS EXSISTED! WITH A WILD ANIMAL CRY, I
WACKED THE IMPOSTER'S HEAD AND FOUND....DAVE!
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"I CRIED ANGRILY. "I JUSY
THOUGHT THAT YOU NEEDED TO BE TAUGHT A LESSON, GOING AROUND AND
TELLING EVERYONE THAT I AND BRABRA WERE WIMPS!"DAVE SAID
TAUNTLY." BUT..WHAT ABOUT THE REAL GHOST? WHERE IS IT? THAT GHOST
THAT HAD HARMED DAVE AND BABRA THE OTHER DAY?" YOU THINK TO
YOURSELF....
SUDDENLY, YOU HEAR A LOW MOAN.....AND SEE THE GHOST-THE REAL GHOST!
THIS TIME, IT IS FOR REAL!THE GHOST STARTS FLYING TOWARDS YOU, AND I
MEAN REAL FLYING!!! THIS GHOST IS NO FAKE, THERE IS NO WAY THAT A
HUMAN BEING CAN FLY!!!
YOU AND DAVE RUN OUT-SCREAMING......
THE GHOST LOOKED ON AS THE TWO BOYS WENT RUNNING FOR THEIR LIVES. HA!
THE GHOST HID A SMILE BEHIND HIS HAND AND PULLED OF A MASK, TO
REVEAL.......
DAVID COPPERFIELD!!! "I LOVE TO DO THIS FOR KICKS!
HAHAHA!!!"
THE END!!!!!
