Spooky shadows

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"Huh?" Hannah said as she glanced towards her bed and window. "What was that?... It was black... A-And spooky... I gotta go tell mommy!" Hannah got up as fast as she could and raced herself down towards her mother's room. "Mommy!!! I saw a scary thingy in my room! It was so scary! I don't think I can sleep in my room tonight! It's too spooky!" "Woah, Woah, hang on, could you please slow down? I couldn't hear ANYTHING you said..." "Mommy, I saw a scary thingy in my room, it was so scary. I don't think I can sleep in my room tonight. It's too spooky!" Hannah said slower than before. "It was probably your shadow, Hannah. You know you can get scared by your shadow easily." "But it wasn't my shadow! It was behind me while I was playing with my dolly's! It quickly moved to from the left to the right of my room! I was only sitting there playing with my dolly's!" "Fine, hop in." "Thanks, mommy..."

As Hannah and Olivia were sleeping, Hannahs bedroom door suddenly slammed shut, waking both of them. Olivia questioned, "Hannah, why'd you slam the door?" "I didn't! I was sleeping over here the whole time! I'm on the side of the bed with the wall! How am I suppose to get from here, to over there that quickly?" "You got a point... Well, it wasn't my door anyways... It was probably the wind pushing your door shut. Did you leave your window open?" "I don't even know how to open a window! You never showed me!" "Oh yeah, that's right... T-Then who slammed the door?" "Why are you asking me? You already know it wasn't me, right?" "U-Um... There's something in our house... Something bad..."

Olivia got out of the bed, walking towards the creaky steps that led down towards the 1st floor. "Hello? Is anybody here?" Olivia asked, in the pitch black darkness. Suddenly, all the lights in the house turned on, all the electronic devices started lighting up, and making loud noises. "Mommy! What's all that noise?" Hannah asked as she quickly ran down the staircase to investigate. "Oh gosh..." Hannah said, surprisingly. Olivia was running at the speed of light, turning off as many noises, and screens that she could. She could hear and see all the neighbor's houses lighting up, because of all the noise coming from her house. Now, from the recent chapter I made, you would know that she didn't like attention... And she had all the attention in the neighborhood, waking everybody up to see what was going on, and what all the racket was. "Oh no..." Olivia said, worried and embarrassed.

Suddenly, all the neighbors started throwing food at her house, so the noise would stop. But it didn't. It continued, and continued, and never ended. It was going for about, the whole night, ending at 6 am. When the noise stopped, all the neighbors rushed back to there homes to get a good night sleep. Or you can say, a good day sleep. "Ugh, finally, all that racked ended..." Some neighbors said as they were leaving their yard. "Oh no! Our exterior is a mess! Hannah, grab a broom!" Olivia said, panicked to death. "Where in the world am I suppose to find a broom? You know how big our house is?..." Hannah exclaimed, scratching her head in confusion. Olivia gave herself a facepalm, rushing toward the broom closet.

"Oh... So that's where you keep all the chocolate bars!" Hannah said, pointing towards the broom closet. There was a shelf in the closet, right above the broom. It had a box full of yummy, delicious, chocolates. "Here, take this broom. It's about your size. I'll take the taller one." Olivia sighed, passing the small broom over to Hannah to help get rid of all the nasty fruits and veggies in, and on their lawn. "How did our lawn get so yucky? Did a raccoon go in the garbage again?" Hannah questioned, looking everywhere. "No, no raccoons today... Wait, again??? This happened before?" "Yeah, yesterday! You didn't notice?" "You know you could've told me..." "I thought you knew!" "Well, thats your problem..."

Thanks for reading, "Spooky shadows!" See you again in the next chapter!!! Bye!!!

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