This story is about Mr. Reilly as a kid. His story features a “haunted house”, a “mean” old man and Halloween day. Now you can learn about Mr. Reilly as a kid and the crazy adventure he had.

“Ring!” the school bell cried out. It was Halloween day, and my friends and I were going to check out the haunted house that everyone was gossiping about. Legend has it that there was a mean, old lady that recently died and became a ghost, and that she haunts anyone who dares go near her house. We wanted to see if the legend was true. I don't believe any of that, but, why not check it out?

“Now are we going to the house or not?” Jeffery asked.

“Are you guys sure about this?” David asked.

“Not totally, but who is!” I thought.

We tiptoed to the house in stealth mode, making sure no one was looking at us, and more importantly, that no one knew we were there. We realized as we approached the house that the legend might be true! There was not a light in the house, but there was this weird, eerie, scary noise coming from the house.

At this point, everyone was a bit nervous. But still, we slowly creeped up to the door full of excitement, and we all hoped for the best. We held our breath as I reached out and turned the doorknob. The door creaked open, and we slowly walked into a creepy, dirty, dark, old house.

“Guys, the house is abandoned,” I said.

“What is abandoned!?” demanded a tall, bony, sour faced, wrinkly old man.

My friends stood there for a few seconds with their mouths wide open. Then they bolted as fast as they could all the way home. I was about to shout in agony because I was so scared he would eat me for dinner.

But then the old man asked me if I wanted tea. I was so surprised, but I was worried of what he would do otherwise so … I … said … “Yes!"

“Perfect!” the old man said grinning. “My name is Bob! Would you also like some cookies, as well?”

“Sure!” I exclaimed, feeling much less shy now. We ate all the cookies and used up almost all the tea leaves. We were engaged in conversation, and all of a sudden he asked, “Do you want to see the REAL ghost?”

That's when I knew things would get interesting.

Post a Thought:

Thought:

First Name:

(Anonymous thoughts will not be approved.)

Choose an icon: