The other day, me and Donny went out to the scary old forest by my house to look for treasure. It was scary! We had to run away from a bunch of crazy hobos, and I scraped my knee up pretty bad, but it was worth it, because we found a cool antique necklace!

Last weekend a bunch of us camped out overnight in our fort. We made a throne out of tar paper for the Frightmaster to sit on, and took turns sitting on it and telling scary stories with a flashlight under our face. Ricky told one about a ghost named Alastair who haunted the guy who stole his burgundy lower gastrointestinal tract. Nate was so scared he peed in his sleeping bag. It was totally killer.