On a cold, dark,and snowy night, two
days before Halloween my friends and I were walking home from a
dance. We were talking and laughing away telling jokes and all the
other stuff, when all of a sudden we heard footsteps running
behind us. I quickly turned around and looked to see who was
running behind us. But, when I looked back there was no one in
sight. I turned to three of my friends, Bernice, Sophie Ann and
Yvonne and asked them if they heard someone behind us. Bernice and
Yvonne said they didn't hear anything, but Sophie Ann said she
heard the same thing I heard. After asking the girls if they heard
anyone behind us I turned and asked the guys. But they said
no.
We contInued walking down the road. It
seemed like it took hours to reach the light pole. Although we
were walking, we couldn't seem to reach the light pole. So, we
stopped for awhile.
"Hey, listen, we can't reach the light pole
for some reason." said Bernice."
"Something or someone is holding us back,"
Yvonne said.
Again, I heard the sound of someone running
towards us. So, I told my friends that someone was back there.
Bernice and Yvonne told me there was nobody, but Sophie Ann said
she saw a person. So, Sophie Ann and I decided to walk back and
check who was following us so late in the night.
My other friends were calling me and Sophie
Ann to go back to them, but we kept on walking toward the person
we saw. Just when we got a few feet away from that person he
turned around and started walking the other way. When we ran in
front of him to get a better look at who was following us, we
expected to see a person. But to our surprise the person we saw
had no face. He just had a short jacket with a hood and arms, and
was floating around a few feet in front of us. He had no legs, and
yet we had heard footsteps comming from this ghost without a
face.
We were so scared and pale that we couldn't
move or talk. We were frozen with fear. And, we both started to
feel chilled and sick. I didn't have the slightest idea of what to
do next.
Bernice was hollering to us and telling us
to come back to them, but we couldn't move until the ghost went
away.
Finally, after it seemed like hours we
started to feel a little better and we told the others what we had
really seen. I told them I thought at first it was Mr. Smee
telling us to go home. But it wasn't.
We had planned to stay out longer, but after
what Sophie Ann and I had seen every body decided to head on
home.
The End.
By: Marcia George
This collection of student work is from Frank Keim's classes. He wants to share these works for others to use as an example of culturally-based curriculum and documentation. These documents have been OCR-scanned and are available for educational use only.
