Haunted House

Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted, I used to believe them, but now I know it’s not true, or possible for that matter. When I was younger the kids would dare each other to go up and ring the doorbell. Only the older kids ever actually did it. (Older referring to 9,10, and 11) They would run up to the steps, and ring the bell with no worry, ignoring the looks of wonder coming from everyone under 8. The day I turned 10, which happens to be Hallows Eve, I was dared to do something no child has ever done before, ring the bell on Halloween. Being the proud newly 10 year old I was, and accepted the challenge confidently, but on the inside, I was freaking out about the following day. I had rang the bell 2 times before, once on Easter morning when I was 8, (terrifying) and once on a Wednesday after school last year (scary, but less terrifying.) Never, in the history of ever, had anyone ever gone at 10 o’clock at night, on a Friday, on the 31st of October. And that’s exactly what I did.
Around 9:45, I headed for the Bosworth house, dropping my candy off at my house on the way. I was really scared. It was hard enough to ring the bell in the middle of the day, but doing it at night on Halloween? I couldn’t remember why I agreed to it. Even the 11 year olds wouldn’t do it, so why was I?! At this point I was freaking out inside, but I did my best to act calm. A large group of kids had come to watch, and everyone was silent as I made my way towards those dreaded steps. Suddenly someone called out, “I’ll give you a hundred bucks if you go inside!” I froze at the top of the stairs. Everyone in the crowd started whispering to one another. I decided to ignore the comment and took a deep breath. I walked up to the door and started to reach for the bell, but my hand started moving toward the handle instead. I twisted the knob and the door creaked slowly open. For the hundredth time that night I thought, “What the heck am I doing!?” But my body wouldn’t respond. I heard panicked whispers from behind me, but my body paid them no mind as I inched my way into the house. The door slammed closed behind me, and I heard muffled shrieks from outside.
I was inside the house for about half an hour. When I came out I was limping slightly and had a small bruise on my arm. My hair was covered in dust and the palms of my hands were scraped up. But that’s not why everyone was staring. When I step through the door, I had a huge smile on my face, and I was holding a cupcake. I walked over to the kid who offered a hundred dollars. He quietly handed me the money (why he had it with him I don’t know), and I walked away, leaving everyone wide eyed and gaping. And that’s why I know the Old Bosworth house is definitely not haunted.

                                                      The Halloween Treat
 I took off my Halloween costume, Washed the paint off my face, put on my pajamas and went to bed. I was almost asleep when I heard the first noise from my closet. I hurried and put my covers over my face, because I thought it was self defense. After the first noise I thought it was nothing but as I started falling back asleep it happened again. This time it wasn't the same noise. It sounded like crunching. I wasn't sure what it could be. The only thing in there was my clothes and my candy. The noise then came again. So I stood up and walked to the door with my pillow, just encase I had to smash someone or something. Then I opened the door and, guess what was in there. My little brother eating my candy! Turns out I did need the pillow. When I was finished with him my pillow Would be flat.

Happy Halloween

Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted, but my brother and I didn't believe in ghosts. So on Halloween we decided to go and check it out. Why on Halloween? I don't know because thinking back on it that probably wasn't our smartest idea considering it was Halloween and if it was haunted that might make any monsters stronger. Anyways, as we walked up to the door and we were about to let ourselves in, (nobody lived there, so there was no point in knocking) the door slowly creaked open. Now you,re probably thinking we turned around at this point, like a smart person would do. Wrong. We really weren't thinking straight and went right in. It looked just like any ordinary house minus the dust and cobwebs everywhere. Suddenly, we heard another creaking sound coming from the stairs. We immediately headed toward the sound. We followed it up the stairs and into the master bedroom. From behind the curtain we heard another creak. As we pulled back the curtain, I don't know what we expecting to see, but it sure wasn't a small black cat. Every time the cat moved the floor beneath it creaked. Shortly after, we left, thinking to ourselves I wonder how that little cat earned how to open a door. We were also left thinking how that little cat could have left everyone thinking that the house was haunted. Overall, it was a good Halloween, we still got plenty of candy and we solved a little mystery. Happy Halloween!

Halloween short story

                                                  Halloween!! Short story

             When i was younger it was close to Halloween, and i had to go do my homework for school and  I heard something. At first, I thought my mind was playing tricks on me so I just began to do my homework. Until I heard it again so I was too scared to go check so i just ran to my brother and I told him and he tried to scare me and he told me there was a ghost in my house. Of course i was little so I believed him. Then, he told me "Look" I turned around and i saw something moving then i started crying. Then, my sister comes and hugs me she was the one that was freaking me out. She was the one who was the ghost she was pretending she was a ghost then my nephew,my sister and my brother started laughing at me. And that's when i knew it was going to get worse.

Happy Halloween

       I took off my Halloween costume, washed the paint off my face, put on my pajamas, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I was almost asleep when I first heard the sound of my door creaking open. I hurried and looked out the door but nothing was there. I picked up my cat when suddenly I heard the sound again. My cat jumped out of my arms and ran out the door. I was worried. I yelled MOM! After that, the hallway lights turned off. I walked out of my room and into the hallway to turn them back on but I saw a black figure staring at me. I ran in my room, slammed the door shut and covered myself with blankets. I heard nothing but silence for a minute. Just then the door opened wide and a bright light covered me so I couldn't see. The bright light turned off and staring at me was my cat. He meowed and jumped on my bed. I thought it was over but then again I heard my door creaking. I looked out of the hallway but I still saw nothing. I went back in my room and turned the light on. After that, I saw the black figure looking at me again. I jumped out of bed and ran in my bathroom. Then I opened the door a minute later and nothing was there. I called my mom but she didn't answer it someone else did. A deep,creepy voice answered saying i'm in your bed. I looked back and my brother popped up in a black costume and yelled HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I was so scared. Now that was the best Halloween.

Halloween Story

       The black cat twitched its tail twice. It hissed. Then, it POUNCED! Not at me, but at the mouse scurrying across the floor. That was the third time today, we probably needed a mouse trap, but this is the story of how I decided. Trixie Treats wasn't bad at it, she just got tired after the fourth or fifth mouse she chased each day. Trixie Treats was my cat, but we mostly call her Trixie.

       I really wish you wouldn't, but I already know you did, asking who names their cat Trixie Treats. Here's why: I was at the town Halloween Spooks Street Fair, and Kooky Kars (which sells almost any kind of toy car) announced that this year they would be doing a fundraiser for the animal shelter. A donation of $5 or more could enter you to win the grand prize, 12 Kooky Kars of your choice. Three first prize winners would get a kitten from the shelter (if they wanted one, if not they got a $15 gift card to Walmart), and 5 second prize winners would get a $10 gift card to the movie theater. I decided to donate $6 to the shelter, but when you do, they want your name and the most creative Halloween animal name you can think of. As you probably guessed, I wrote "Trixie Treats". I won first prize but they named it what you wrote on the form, so that's how she got her name. 

       So, what I was going to tell you before you wanted to know about Trixie's name, was the story of last Halloween. I brought Trixie home from the street fair along with lots of candy, bubbles, a kazoo, a rubber duck, and one of those cheesy coloring books that no one takes seriously. Trixie protected me from so many things that day. I was out trick-or-treating, and I took Trixie with me. I walked up to this one house that was like 3 blocks away, and it had GREAT decorations, but out of no where, Trixie pounced at me! She came leaping with such a big force for such a little kitten, that she knocked me over right as one of the zombie's swords fell right where I was standing literally 3 seconds ago. I was so grateful for Trixie right then. The sword wasn't real, but it fell with its pointy end going straight down that still could have hurt me. I hugged her and kept her right by my side the rest of trick-or-treating.
       I got home, and there was a bag of Goldfish (the crackers, not the fish) on my porch. There was a tag that read "From Adam". Adam was my worst enemy for years, and a terrible bully. Every Halloween and April Fool's Day he gave me something nasty. This is why I was surprised it was Goldfish, but I knew something was up. I inspected the bag, but saw nothing wrong. I was just about to open it, when Trixie pawed at the ONE detail I missed. It read, "The snack that fights back", not "The snack that smiles back". I suddenly knew it was from the Perky Pranks Store, they have pretty much every kind of prank there is. Everything and anything from that store was banned at school. That place has the WORST pranks so I went and threw the bag in the trash. I was lucky I hadn't opened that, who knows what might have happened!
       Earlier that day, I had been playing a game on the computer, and I was in an adventure with some phantoms chasing me. All of the sudden, the game crashed and went black. I have no idea how the next part happened, so don't ask. Out of no where, one of the phantoms from the game just appeared and started chasing me all over the house! As I was running across the kitchen, brave little Trixie jumped on the counter, and jumped right on the phantom! She went right through it and it disappeared just as quickly as it had appeared. Trixie saved me from some crazy things, so she's the best cat anyone could have. She's a great cat, and a great mouse catcher! Now that I recall all of that, I don't need a mouse trap.....I've got Trixie!