Chapter 3
We entered our class, rather excited. We were about to open the book when Miss Anderson came in, looking very strict. We were forced to do hundreds of essays and sentences.How boring, I thought.
After an hour of essays, Miss Anderson left the class. We pushed our books into our bags and opened the black book. It was written in old fashion writing. At first, there was a picture of a hospital. It said something about the hospital fell into ruins years ago and was replaced by this school. Bla, bla, bla, and some more nonsense that I didn't understand.
It was a story about our school being haunted by some mad souls who wanted to kill us all... Yeah, right. Next they were gonna tell me I was gonna die in vain by some mutant alien creature. You see, I wasn't those kind of people who believe in the supernatural.
At last, I became bored.'' I ain't reading this book full of nonsense!'' I told them. Samantha pinched my hand.'' Zana, can't you just try to read and understand?''
We looked at scary pictures of the dead and some horrible pictures of students being murdered to death. At last, I closed the book, my body shivering.'' I dont want to read it,'' I cried.'' What's the matter?'' asked Katherine.
I'm just too afraid to tell them. I stared at both of them and then, the bell rang. I slipped the book in my bag and went to catch my bus without saying another word. In the bus, I couldn't stop thinking. Why had all these weird things happened to me and not somebody else?
I was even too scared to eat dinner. Usually, I would swallow all mum's delicious pasta or mixed salmon but that night, I just stared at my bowl as if it were blood. Dad was astonished.
'' Zana, why aren't you eating your meal?'' Dad asked.'' Just not hungry,'' I mumbled.I went to bed with a glum face. I couldn't do any homework so I just crawled into my bed, closed the lights and fell asleep, forgetting I left the black book sitting in my bag...
( TO BE CONTINUED...)
Saturday 5 November 2011
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Saturday 5 November 2011
The Haunted School ( Chapter 3 ) The Black Book
Chapter 3
We entered our class, rather excited. We were about to open the book when Miss Anderson came in, looking very strict. We were forced to do hundreds of essays and sentences.How boring, I thought.
After an hour of essays, Miss Anderson left the class. We pushed our books into our bags and opened the black book. It was written in old fashion writing. At first, there was a picture of a hospital. It said something about the hospital fell into ruins years ago and was replaced by this school. Bla, bla, bla, and some more nonsense that I didn't understand.
It was a story about our school being haunted by some mad souls who wanted to kill us all... Yeah, right. Next they were gonna tell me I was gonna die in vain by some mutant alien creature. You see, I wasn't those kind of people who believe in the supernatural.
At last, I became bored.'' I ain't reading this book full of nonsense!'' I told them. Samantha pinched my hand.'' Zana, can't you just try to read and understand?''
We looked at scary pictures of the dead and some horrible pictures of students being murdered to death. At last, I closed the book, my body shivering.'' I dont want to read it,'' I cried.'' What's the matter?'' asked Katherine.
I'm just too afraid to tell them. I stared at both of them and then, the bell rang. I slipped the book in my bag and went to catch my bus without saying another word. In the bus, I couldn't stop thinking. Why had all these weird things happened to me and not somebody else?
I was even too scared to eat dinner. Usually, I would swallow all mum's delicious pasta or mixed salmon but that night, I just stared at my bowl as if it were blood. Dad was astonished.
'' Zana, why aren't you eating your meal?'' Dad asked.'' Just not hungry,'' I mumbled.I went to bed with a glum face. I couldn't do any homework so I just crawled into my bed, closed the lights and fell asleep, forgetting I left the black book sitting in my bag...
( TO BE CONTINUED...)
We entered our class, rather excited. We were about to open the book when Miss Anderson came in, looking very strict. We were forced to do hundreds of essays and sentences.How boring, I thought.
After an hour of essays, Miss Anderson left the class. We pushed our books into our bags and opened the black book. It was written in old fashion writing. At first, there was a picture of a hospital. It said something about the hospital fell into ruins years ago and was replaced by this school. Bla, bla, bla, and some more nonsense that I didn't understand.
It was a story about our school being haunted by some mad souls who wanted to kill us all... Yeah, right. Next they were gonna tell me I was gonna die in vain by some mutant alien creature. You see, I wasn't those kind of people who believe in the supernatural.
At last, I became bored.'' I ain't reading this book full of nonsense!'' I told them. Samantha pinched my hand.'' Zana, can't you just try to read and understand?''
We looked at scary pictures of the dead and some horrible pictures of students being murdered to death. At last, I closed the book, my body shivering.'' I dont want to read it,'' I cried.'' What's the matter?'' asked Katherine.
I'm just too afraid to tell them. I stared at both of them and then, the bell rang. I slipped the book in my bag and went to catch my bus without saying another word. In the bus, I couldn't stop thinking. Why had all these weird things happened to me and not somebody else?
I was even too scared to eat dinner. Usually, I would swallow all mum's delicious pasta or mixed salmon but that night, I just stared at my bowl as if it were blood. Dad was astonished.
'' Zana, why aren't you eating your meal?'' Dad asked.'' Just not hungry,'' I mumbled.I went to bed with a glum face. I couldn't do any homework so I just crawled into my bed, closed the lights and fell asleep, forgetting I left the black book sitting in my bag...
( TO BE CONTINUED...)
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