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…
 |
| 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