By Jacob Estabrook
Mill Pond School, Grade 4
There was creaking in the hall… so, I was moving to a creaky, old, run-down house. Great, just great! Oh, my name is Jack, Jack Roger and I am twelve years old. Now we are packed in and going to bed. Two hours later…
I hear a creaking in the hall. I got up and saw a shadow on the wall. The shadow then charged me! The shadow was ten feet tall, hairy, very hairy. All of sudden, it was lights out for me!
