Hi, my name is Nicolas. I love to read! The reason I love to read is because stories take me on adventures. I write about my self and other people. My stories will happen everywhere such as Boston and when I imagine. These are my stories, I hope you enjoy them!

Monday, December 3, 2012

A Wacky Halloween

One Halloween night, this kid named Wacky was trick or treating in his neighborhood. A raccoon was following him and was eating the candies that would fell off is Halloween bag. 

Wacky started to despise the raccoon and he chased him for three hours. At this point Wacky realized that he was completely lost and had no idea how to get back home. To make things worst, his flashlight went out, the batteries were drained. Wacky started to feel very scared, especially when he walked past a haunted house and he saw an hideous person in one of the windows. 

Even though he was very scared, he decided to go into the haunted house. He walked through the door and realized that this haunted house was not scary. A picture hanging from one of the walls captivated his attention and while he was looking at it, the picture changed into a werewolf picture and Wacky screamed. He screamed and he ran along the hallway and into a big room full of suits of armor. He stopped and looked around.
 
He was calmer now and he started to walk slowly around the room, when he heard a click. He looked down and he saw that he was standing on a pressure plate. He felt a tremble. A rock fell behind him. Then another one fell, and another one, and another one. Rocks were falling and tumbling behind him and Wacky ran!  Everything around him was falling. Wacky ran. He made it out of the room but he did not comprehend what just happened. He was happy, almost jovial not to be buried under all those rocks.
 
Wacky found himself in another hallway. From there he was able to see the exit and he ran toward it. All of the sudden, the floor opened up underneath him and Wacky fell into the basement. He felt that he was trapped when he saw the trap door close above him. He slowly walked around the basement and to his surprise he found a set of stairs leading outside. He took the stairs, but he did not find himself outside. He was again in a strangers house and Wacky could not understand what was happening when he heard footsteps coming towards him. He quickly looked around and decided to hide in the closet. The footsteps went past the closet. He slowly open the door and peeked out thinking that was a close call. At that moment he realized that he had his cell phone with him. He decided to call home. He dialed the number and he heard a phone ringing in the house. Then his mom answered the phone and he discovered that he was not a stranger's home but his home!

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