chapter three

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her dad could not drive because his arm was in a cast. so the other mr.morris (they are brothers) drove we said our good byes and had supper Jackson did not want to sleep alone so he shared a bed with Joey after the parents went to bed Hope, Joey, Jackson, and I sneaked out we ran to the murder shed we walked in and heard some drunk maniac laughing I turned my back and it all happened at once I tried to grab the others and run when the door to the filing cabinet popped off the hinges a ghost swooped toward us Joey and :'( Jackson screamed the ghost was laughing hysterically like a maniac I would not let it hurt my family and friends I let it put it's arm around my neck I could tell it was about to choke me so I pulled out of his grip kneed his gut pushed it down and knocked it out Joey and Jackson started laughing "figures"Hope said we were walking out in a line Hope in the front Joey and Jackson in the middle and me leading up the caboose we left so I was about to close the door when someone or something grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back in the filing cabinet I tried so hard to scream but the ghost held his hand muffling them It felt like hours and I thought my friends left me when they stormed in with burnt fire sticks armor like pots and pans two black streaks under their eyes they screamed their battle cry and charged! wait I think I am getting saved by two five year olds and pots and pans and sticks "I love you trees" I scream after that pitch black :'(

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