by
Mallory
he wind howled agaist the rattling glass pain. Lucy shivered. The old house was certanly scary on winters nights!Lucy heard a noise. It was a faint wailing sound. Lucy heart nearly missed a beat. Lucy trembled with fear. Of course she couldn't tell her little brother Sam. He would laugh and call her a wimp. Lucy was a wimp. She knew that. At school her nickname was scaredy cat. The house was cold. Lucys parents didn't seem to notice anything different. Maybe I should go to bed, she thought. Lucy kissed her parents goodnight and trotted up the stairs. She went into her bedroom and saw Sam making ghost noises. "It was you all along!" she shouted angrily. "Ha, ha!" he laughed, "Sorry, scardey cat!"
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