I was staying with my friend in an old house in the forest. One night, I wanted to go out.
"Where are you going?" said my friend. "To the park," I said. "But it's getting dark! And a storm is coming. All the spiders come out when there is a storm. Don't touch them!"
I went out and saw lots of spiders. I wasn't scared. I went near them and touched them. Then I remembered what my friend has said. Too late! My teeth turned brown and my skin was covered with cockroaches. I screamed and ran into the forest. In the middle of the forest I saw a ghost.
Now I live with the ghost, and when it's dark and stormy I go into the forest and scare people. Maybe I will come out and scare you.
"Where are you going?" said my friend. "To the park," I said. "But it's getting dark! And a storm is coming. All the spiders come out when there is a storm. Don't touch them!"
I went out and saw lots of spiders. I wasn't scared. I went near them and touched them. Then I remembered what my friend has said. Too late! My teeth turned brown and my skin was covered with cockroaches. I screamed and ran into the forest. In the middle of the forest I saw a ghost.
Now I live with the ghost, and when it's dark and stormy I go into the forest and scare people. Maybe I will come out and scare you.
-The end-
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