The pirate
I was spending my summer holidays in France with my cousin Susan.
"A horrible and vicious pirate once patrolled the floors of our house. He died when his throat was slit by a knife during a brawl with another pirate. There was blood as red as rubies and the scar was over a metre long." Susan whispered mysteriously. "His ghost was known to haunt that room and he will gobble you up in one bite if he finds you!" She added.
"But we have never seen him or even heard him." I exclaimed. I didn't believe in ghosts but the thought of a scary pirate haunting my room was terrifying.
Before I went to bed I searched everywhere. Beneath the bed, under the pale pink rug, in the golden lined cupboard, by the jewelled dressing table and behind the sky blue curtains
and anywhere else a ghost might hide. I didn't find anything...
I yawned then stretched and snuggled into bed. "There is no one in this room but me!" I said relieved.
Then a deep voice screamed "AND ME!!"
"A horrible and vicious pirate once patrolled the floors of our house. He died when his throat was slit by a knife during a brawl with another pirate. There was blood as red as rubies and the scar was over a metre long." Susan whispered mysteriously. "His ghost was known to haunt that room and he will gobble you up in one bite if he finds you!" She added.
"But we have never seen him or even heard him." I exclaimed. I didn't believe in ghosts but the thought of a scary pirate haunting my room was terrifying.
Before I went to bed I searched everywhere. Beneath the bed, under the pale pink rug, in the golden lined cupboard, by the jewelled dressing table and behind the sky blue curtains
and anywhere else a ghost might hide. I didn't find anything...
I yawned then stretched and snuggled into bed. "There is no one in this room but me!" I said relieved.
Then a deep voice screamed "AND ME!!"