The other day, me and Jimmy went out to the haunted mineshaft by my house to look for treasure. It was scary! We had to run away from a bunch of mean coyotes, and I scraped my knee up pretty bad, but it was worth it, because we found a cool rusty ring!

Last weekend a bunch of us camped out overnight in our fort. We made a throne out of corrugated tin for the Frightmaster to sit on, and took turns sitting on it and telling scary stories with a flashlight under our face. Benny told one about a ghost named Vladimir who haunted the guy who stole his mauve skin. Ricky was so scared he peed in his sleeping bag. It was totally sweet.