Ceark, creak, creak, went the creepy gate as it swung open slowly. I said to someone in a small voice I’m very very scared. I took a good, good look at the gate and that time I looked it closed very, very fast and it open very very fast. The next time I went to look I tiptoed to the gate until I was there.
Ahhhhh I screamed.
What was that?”… I whispered to myself.
Who is there? Is it a creepy ghost?
Is it a normal ghost? Is it a killer clown? Is it a creepy killer clown?
Help help help! This gate is a haunted gate.
Where have you gone? Bye Bye! I was scared so I’m going.
It is very, very scary here. Let me go or I will call the police and they might rearrange it or they might move it to the rubbish dump.
Please, please let me go or I will scream and yell and call out to my Mum and my Dad and they will cut your head off. If you let me go I will never ever come here again and never ever let you down or your feelings down. I will keep away from the gate and never come back here again.
Can you let me go and I will tell you my name. Ok then what is your name? My name is Bella ok now can you let me go. I sure can. Good bye little girl, see you if you come back. Okay.
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