Scary Stories

Martina's family was very strange. Her parents were always whispering. They never smiled. But the strangest part was that in their haunted looking house, there was one room her mother forbid her to go into. Every night, Martina could swear she saw ghosts haunting the halls. 

One day, she couldn't help it. She hopped out of bed and crept down the hall. She opened the door and saw goblins, brains, wands, dreams, and time machines. In the middle of the room was her mom!

Mom couldn't allow a normal girl to know about her magic. "Martina, Martina!" said her mother. 

Martina felt a rush of power come to her. She thrust out her hand and fire came out. She gasped.

"Now, daughter, join me. We will rule the world of magic together."

"I agree-"

"Ahh!" screamed Jennifer. "I didn't finish my story!" I said.

"Sounded finished to me," said a voice behind me.

"That's exactly what happened."

"H-how w-would y-you kn-know?" stammered Tammy.

"Because I am Martina!" bellowed the mysterious voice.

We all screamed.

Martina pulled her mask off, and underneath was my friend Tirxie. "HA!" shouted Trixie. "You should have seen your faces."

"Very funny," I said. My friends were strill trembling.

"It was funny!" said Trixie.

"Sure," I said. "Let's go."

So, in the end, it was okay. Martina was not real and my friends did not faint.



Tegan Miller
Grade 5
Killington Elementary School