The Three Chinese Ducks By Erik Bouck  One day three Chinese ducks were born. The mother died shortly after. The ducks realized that they had super powers. Together they realized that they were the best superhero team in the world. They also had a nemesis, the big fat purple hippo. The hippo was trying to kill Tong Wong, who was the three ducks’ ancient master. The first duck, George, had laser vision. The second duck, Bob, had super speed. The third duck, Steve, had super strength. The ducks were pure yellow and they had brown feet with little black spots.  They were all sitting around in their huge lair that had red walls and black floors. All of a sudden the roof started to rattle so they went up and the hippo was there with an army of five. They were extremely fat with tiny feet.  The hippo said, “It’s time to fight now.”  So the ducks pulled out their awesome kung-fu moves and they began to fight. The hippos had Subway nunchucks, and the ducks had chopsticks. The hippos whirled their subs and flung them, and the ducks blocked them with the chopsticks. Eventually the ducks won. They had beaten up all of the hippos. They were scattered everywhere. One was on top of a crimson red car, another was on the side walk, and the rest were scattered on the dried and cracked old road. The ducks went back to their lair to celebrate.  The End

The Haunted House and the Cemetery By Zoe Bouck  Once there were two kids named Kathryn and Alex. They were brother and sister. They lived in Texas with their parents. Every night Kathryn and Alex saw dead people rise from their grave. Their parents didn’t believe them. Kathryn and Alex thought that they were dreaming but they weren’t. After a while they didn’t really get scared because they saw them every night. Then one night Kathryn saw one of the dead people rise from their grave and open the window and crawl in through the window. The kids started to scream. Then the parents got up and saw the dead person. The next day they packed up everything and moved into a house they thought wasn’t haunted.  The End

The House in the Cemetery By Skylar Watson-White   Once upon a time there were two kids, Anna and Sarah. Anna was seven and Sarah was nine. Anna was always full of energy, and Sarah kept to herself most of the time. They had just moved into a very old house. It was a nice house but it needed a lot of repairs. They lived near a graveyard; it was not too close, but you could see it was about a block away.    Sarah and Anna loved to stay up to about midnight and talk. One night when they were talking they heard a thump.    “What was that?” said Sarah.   “I’m not sure,” said Anna. “Let’s go and look out the window.”   They heard another thump. Then they saw something coming out of the dirt in the graveyard. It looked like a hand. And all of a sudden something came out of the dirt. It was a skeleton! Anna and Sarah screamed. They ran to their parents’ room and jumped onto the bed.    “What is it?” said their dad, Robert.   “There was a skeleton rising from a grave!”   “That cannot be true,” said their mother.   “Go back to bed,” said their parents.   “Okay,” they said. But it was true! Every night this happened for about a year, and finally, a police officer came because they had not paid their rent for a long time. He opened the door, and found that nobody was there. At least, they thought no one was there. And finally another family moved into the house, only to find that the family from before would haunt them.    The End   The Dead Darkness By Olivia Serbin Once upon a time there was a family – a mom, a dad, and two kids. Andy was five and Lisa was eight. They lived on a ranch in Texas. They also lived right next door to a graveyard. When it was time for bed they woke up at one-o-clock in the morning and saw a hand, and soon a body, rise from the grave. They screamed and yelled for their parents. Their parents did not believe them. Then it was time for school. Neither got any sleep last night. They dozed off in the middle of a test and their parents were angry and made them go to bed early. The kids walked into their room and got in bed under their blankets. Soon it was morning. They begged their parents every night to sleep in their room but no. Soon it was time for sleep. Liza and Andy crawled into bed, and then Liza said, “I can’t sleep.”  “Neither can I.” Soon it was one in the morning and Liza and Andy went to their parent’s room and finally they were allowed to sleep there. This time when the dead rose they didn’t only stay in the graveyard they went in their yard. The minute the dad went out to shoot the dead, the sun came up and the bodies disintegrated. Finally they moved five miles away and the ghosts followed them. Later the neighbors called the police to complain about sounds. The police knocked on their door. Nobody answered. The TV was on, dinner was on the table, but nobody was home.  One year later they found their bodies in a river. They were dead – or were they? Their souls remain in that house next to the cemetery to haunt innocent people and are still there today. The End

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