Friday, October 31, 2008

A Story for Halloween

Just a little story I wrote at work the other day...

One dark and spooky Halloween, I went out for Trick-or-treat. I was dressed in my prettiest princess gown with a sparkly tiara on my chestnut curls. I was looking FINE, if I do say so myself!

As I strolled down an isolated alley, I approached the Old Wickersham House. Rumors said that it was haunted, but I had common sense on my side. I didn't believe in ghosts.

I ambled past a gigantic bush that was overgrown. All of a sudden, the monstrous plant began to quiver and shake! A spooky apparition appeared and the air cooled and chilled me to the bone.

"Ooooo! Boooo!" cried the ghost in it's shrillest squeal.

I took one look at the sickly white spirit with flowing robes and ran as fast as I could towards the safety of the street. "Help me!" I yelled in a desperate plea.

The ghost continued in it's relentless pursuit. I was racing so fast that I tripped over my shiny silver slippers. As I fell to the ground, I could hear uproarious laughter coming from the ghost that towered over me.

Imagine my surprise when the ghost removed it's white sheet and I looked into the eyes of my best friend! What a mean trick to play on Halloween!


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