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 It was the 31st of October 2009. My football friends, Karl, Christian, Ben and I went to a plane crash site that happened 22 years ago. CRACK! A stick snapped. Luckily it was only Christen treading in the moist grass. We made it to the plane crash site.
“Karl’s scared,” said Christian. “You too,” Karl answered. “Wait, why are we here again?” I asked. “To prove there are ghosts out there,” replied Karl. “Anyway, let’s get all this on video,” Ben said, reaching for the video camera. “I brought it,” he said. Ben is normally organized, Christian is quite strong, and Karl is skinny and humorous. Just then the plane door sudden opened and the trees were rustling rapidly. The plane was moving, rocking from side to side. SLAM! went the door. A ghostly figure appeared from nowhere. We all froze with fear, the ghost flew towards us. Ben looked across at Christian and Karl. Christian stepped backed and tripped over a branch. Everyone except Christian ran like lazers. Christian scrambled on all fours like a bear that had been ambushed. He ran and caught up to the others who were running. The ghost was following them. The others turned right but I went straight. There was a cliff ahead, I skidded and stopped. I slipped over the edge and I hung there by my fingers, gripping the roots of trees. I heard a voice above. “I need a body,” shrieked the ghost. I knew it had me. “AAAAAAAAAAAAGH”. |
“Die humans,” said the King Skull. Then the king raised his golden sword and swung it. The shiny blade cut though the human’s body. The Army Skulls came and launched over 200 bombs. They hit 100 humans. One dragon and one griffin came attacking each other. The fire breathing dragon laid an egg and a baby devil came out. More skulls came out of the ground and King Skull told them to go and guard the treasure.