That night we had spaghetti and meat balls. Destiny seemed fine, although she was daydreaming. But after I went upstairs to my room. I needed to be by myself for a little while. I started to draw a superhero I made up.
Plant-Man.
He saves people with vines and trees and flowers and poising ivy. He has green hair and a greenish tint to his skin. His eyes are brown though, the color of dirt.
I started to draw little leaves on his skin when I hear a creaking. I ignore it. Then my bookshelf full of comic books falls down. Oh great! I sigh and walk over to pick them up when I hear it again. The creaking. I turn around and see it is the handle to my closet.
Someone, or something, is in my closet.
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ParanormaleDuncan and his family are being haunted by an evil ghost. The ghost is trying to kill them. With help from his older sister, and best friend, will he stop it from killing them? Or will him, and his family, die?
