"Michael's Story"
by
Michael

A
cold night, I was walking home from the park. The grass was wet, and when you took a step, a mushy sound was the only thing that filled your ears.

No one was around. No cars, evrybody's lights were off. " Strange" I mumered to myself.

A pouf of smoke appeared before my eyes. A strange lady with long dark black hair was standing there. She had a very squeky scratchy voice.
" Strange. No. Spooky is the word I beleive you were looking for."

My mouth was ry. She put her hand on my back. I couldn't move.
" If you were to have anything in the world, what would it be?" She asked coldly. " I know, all the toys in the world, right? Oh, I know all your dreams, fantasies, everything." She said.

I was shocked. I was terrified. I was breathless. I couldn't talk. " Everything you know, evrything you think, every little thought. Guess what, I own." I wondered. " Now your thinking how? How does this lady know everything about me? You'll learn....in time"
   

The End


Story by: Michael, age 10


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