This is my spooky story.
By: Kelby Spooky Story
Hi my name is Billy. I am 12 years old. I am walking to my best friend Ava’s house for a sleepover. It is currently 5:00 pm which means it’s dinner time. Ava is five foot two and is 13 years old and has light brown hair. She is wearing jean shorts and a green tank top. Today I am wearing my red cap, my yellow shirt with palm trees, and an old pair of jeans and white sneakers. Ava's parents made us hot dogs and mac and cheese for dinner.
We set up sleeping bags in Ava’s room. Right before me and Ava went to sleep we saw a green hole in the street and a big ghost came out of the ground. Closer and closer it got. Looking through the window my curiosity quickly turned to fear. The skeleton-like ghost crept towards us then suddenly disappeared. Then I saw it go into the old abandoned mansion across the street.
The next morning Ava and I walked slowly over to the mansion. It smelled like old socks. We looked through the window and saw the Ghost King doing some sort of ritual to let his evil henchmen out of the underworld so the Henchman and him can destroy the world. Then he looked at us and crept towards us. Ava grabbed the hose and squirted the ghost king through the open window next to her. The Ghost King growled in pain and hid somewhere in the mansion.
Now that we know ghosts don't like water we ran back to my house and grabbed my 4 water blasters. We walked back to the abandoned mansion. We set up our water blasters in two open windows and waited for the ghost to come out in the open. We waited for about an hour and then the ghost finally showed his face.
We started to rapid fire at the Ghost King. He dodged the water like it was nothing. He twisted and dodged and spun, trying to avoid the blasts of water. Suddenly, we ran out of water. Quickly, we tried to fill up our water blasters with the hose, but during that time the Ghost King completed the ritual and tiny skeleton men with toothpicks started running towards us saying, “Ya-ya-ya-ya!”
Then, we started squirting them. When the water hit them, they disappeared into white dust. It seemed like the tiny army of skeleton men would never stop coming out of the Underworld hole. But then suddenly the numbers of them started to decline. When before it was 10 at a time, now it was 5-6 at a time. Then finally there were no more skeleton men. We had defeated them all. But then we realized that we had not defeated the Ghost King yet.
“Where is he”? I said. Turning around I saw the leg of the ghost king disappear behind the wall next to me. We chased Him through a dark and cobweb covered hall then we cornered him. He did not look scared. He just laughed and chuckled. So we Blasted him with a stream of water and he disappeared into white dust. No one knows where he is now, maybe plotting somewhere in the underworld. But I think that he is gone forever.
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