December 5, 2014 (9:30 P.M.)
Dear Journal,
The door slammed behind me and I ran. I ran as far as I could. By the time I was done running I was by the side of the road throwing up in a garbage can. I needed some rest. I walked over to the nearest bench and painfully sat down.
As I sat there, I contemplated what to do next. I could go to school. No, that's not running away. I could go to grandpa's house. No, my parents would go there first when they discovered that I was missing. That's when it hit me. I'll find a ghost! If I can find a ghost or monster, my family will have to believe me. These were the thoughts running through my head as a rusty Honda Civic flew by, blowing off my new ball cap. I dashed off to chase it when my eyes caught a building a teensy weensy bit into the dark plot of pine trees that surrounded my rural town. Tremble Tower.
The story of Tremble Tower goes like this. A decade or two ago, a young man named Richard Tremble lived in the building, with his wife. One day, Mrs. Tremble was in desperate need of medicine, but couldn't afford it, so Mr. Tremble robbed the town doctor of all of his medicine. He was hunted by the local police, but was never found. Everyone thinks his wife hid him away somewhere. Three days after the robbery, Mrs. Tremble was found dead, no blood or scars, but dead from sickness. The medicine was found beside her. It was still full. That building was where she died, but maybe she was still there, but in a new body, an ethereal body, a ghost body. And if so, that's where I, Steven Jones, am going. But first I need some rest, a blanket so I can sleep on this bench, and a camera.
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Steven Jones Mysteries: The Masked Ghost of Tremble Tower
Mistero / ThrillerWhen the young mystery lover, Steven Jones, gets sick and tired of his dreadful parents, he runs away to a place where he can finally redeem himself, Tremble Tower. You see, Steven Jones loves the idea of ghosts and monsters, so he goes to the old m...
