"The 3 spirits"
by
Wolfie

 

Our new house was spooky . It was actually a cottage in the country. It was very pretty on the outside but inside it was freezing cold. That night while watching telly I was cold, it felt like someone had put a thick blanket of ice around me . I went to bed early that night, but for some reason I couldn't sleep.
3 hours after I'd went to bed I fell deep asleep suddenly I was awoken by a sudden shaking of my bed. I jumped out of bed. I ran out of my room to find my mum running out of her room too.

" Jenny are you ok?" mum asked

" Yeah are you ok?" I replied

" Fine, but I found a rotting hand in my bed " she Quivered.

"My bed was shaking" I said.

We started to creep back to my room but when we got there we found our dog Gypsy on my bed ..... dead.
She had deep wounds inflicked in her side . There was a knife liying next to her.
We stayed up for the rest of the night . We buried Gypsy and got rid of the rotting hand.

The next night we invited the vickar over for the night, we hoped he would protect us that night. just as we thought
at midnight the haunting started blood stared to drip down my walls and in mums room a rotting head was found under her bed. A fire started at the bottom of the stairs and a growling was coming from the attic.
Mum and I were on the landing making our way to the vickers room, but the vicker had all ready got up. He came out of his bed and shouted some words than the growling stoped the fire went and the blood disaperd and three spirets appeard.

"Say sorry," the vickar said sternly.

"Sorry" the three spirets mumbled.

So the three spirets agreedand now we are all friends and they live with us.

  

The End


Story by: wolfie, age 13, England

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