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

Last weekend a bunch of us camped out overnight in our fort. We made a throne out of construction debris for the Frightmaster to sit on, and took turns sitting on it and telling scary stories with a flashlight under our face. Pauly told one about a ghost named Alastair who haunted the guy who stole his silver lower back. Ronnie was so scared he peed in his sleeping bag. It was totally tubular.