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Okay, this story is actually a paper I had to fright for school. The prompt was that you just bought and island for $5 and the island was surrounded by fog, or something like that. The original names were....
Louis = Carrie
Harry = Kent
I hop you like it. I know this is really stupid. If I forgot to change something, oh well!!
ENJOY!!!
(c) 2013 PLEASE DO NOT STEAL! (not that you would, its really bad lol)
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Louis and Harry finally arrived at their island that was sold to them for only five dollars. They still wondered why that homeless-looking man had only sold it for five dollars. Why did he look so relieved when they decided to buy it? Anyway, that was the last thing on their minds. As they pulled the boat up on shore, they couldn’t see anything because there was fog everywhere!
“Louis, do you still have that flashlight in your bag?” Harry turned to Louis. He rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a small blue flashlight. Harry grabbed it and flicked it on. “Ready to go explore?” Harry asked.
“Totally.” Louis smiled. The two kids were soon swallowed up by the fog as they began their journey.
“Did you hear that?” Louis stopped dead in his tracks.
“What?” Harry asked, totally oblivious to whatever Louis heard.
“I thought I heard a groan.” He looked at Harry, his eyes clouded with fear.
“I’m sure it was nothing.” Harry reassured his, but deep down he was a little frightened himself.
A little later Harry stepped on something that sent out a loud crunching sound. The two jumped back as the fog started to clear out of their way. After the fog cleared the kids laid their eyes upon some old, broken, collapsed huts.
“Why do you think these would be here if no one lived or lives here?” Louis asked.
Harry just shook his head, “I have no clue.”
“Lets just get out of here.” Louis said as He grabbed Harry’s hand and began to run away from the mysterious huts.
Harry's foot suddenly got caught on something making the kids fall to the hard soggy ground. When they looked up there was no fog anywhere around them.
“Do you see that?” Louis whispered. Harry followed his line of vision. There were three floating clumps of fop swirling around them. Out of nowhere three faces, that looked pretty frightening, formed in the small fogs.
“Our land.” One of the faces said.
The kids looked at each other in confusion. Out of nowhere a tree branch came flying towards their heads.
“Duck!” Harry screamed. Both of the kids belly-flopped back to the ground.
“Our land.” The second fog cloud chanted.
“What?” Louis asked.
Another branch came swooshing towards them, so they collapsed back to the ground once again.
“Our land.” the third fog repeated.
“This is your land?” Harry asked the mystical fogs, but there was no answer. They heard another branch headed their way, but Louis interrupted.
“Wait! Don’t harm us and we will give you your island back.” He reasoned.
“Never return?” the first fog said.
“Never.” Harry reassured.
“Leave!” the second voice demanded, even deeper than the first time. The kids grabbed hands and dashed back to the boat.
“Never return. Never return.” the words ricocheted around them until they finally made it back to the boat. Harry started the engine and sped off.
That was the first and last time Louis and Harry would ever be at that island, also known as the “Five-Dollar Ghost Island.”
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I TOLD YOU IT WAS STUPID!!!
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