My friends and I were planning on visiting a house that was supposed to be haunted. Our Professor overheard us and said he would go along, as a sort of chaperone, although we were all college-age and hardly needed chaperoning. But we liked Professor Plum, so we agreed. We headed off and entered the house in a tight group. We moved along from room to room, scared out of our wits. We suddenly heard this hideous groaning noise coming from the basement. "Did you hear that?", I asked everyone else with a tremor in my voice. I saw several people in the group nod, too afraid to even speak. Several of us looked at my friend, Joe, who was the biggest among all of us, and told him to go check out the basement. He looked at us increduously and said "I'm not going in the basement. YOU go!". Then there was a crash coming from another room. "What was that!," exclaimed Professor Plum. His back was to the billiard room so he wasn't seeing what I was seeing! "Professor Plum, in the billiard room, there's a weird shadow figure", I stammered, more scared than I've ever been in my life. He said he would go check it out. We heard him call out from the billiard room, "I see blood stains on the rug." The rest of the group then went into the billiard room to see what was going on. The room was empty! Professor Plum was nowhere to be found. "Where is he," we began to ask each other. We started searching the house, room by room, floor by floor, but there was no trace of Professor Plum. He just disappeared and was never seen again. That was 10 years ago and I've heard other students who have gone to that house and swear they hear the voice of Professor Plum, calling out "Help me!" I can't swear to that because I swore I would never step foot in that house ever again!
2006-10-28 11:30:58
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answered by Cyndie 6
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So I was at this guy Michael's house. Sure we liked each other but I had the feeling that he was into me more than I was into him. So we're sitting on his couch and he gives me this look and says, "Hey Meg, how about you come down to the basement with me?". Suddenly I started thinking this guy may be another one of those weirdos I always seem to fall for and I remembered what happened last time that I went into a basement with a guy and discovered that he had an obsession with Polly Pockets. So I say, "I'm not going in the basement. You go.". Then he replies, "what fun would that be?!". I just looked away and continued to watch Freddy Kruegar Nightmare on Elm Street. So he starts to get all huffy and mad which was totally disrespectful considering the fact that this is one of my favorite movies of all time. "Chill out, just watch the movie with me." I say, so he does. Then the weirdest noise came about. ZIGHARAT. We both look at each other. "what was that?" he asks. "I have no idea." I say. "Please come downstairs with me, Meg." So I give in and I follow him downstairs as he leads me by the hand. We go into the billiard room on the left. Professor Plum just so happens to be in there looking suspicious. "Professor, what are you doing?". "Nothing..." he replies. So we continue to move along. Professor Plum is weird anyhow. So we walk into the basement living room and I see blood stains on the rug. "WHAT THE--" I scream. Michael looks at me and says "shh... I hear something.". ZIGHARAT! "This is getting too weird. I turn to look behind me and Professor Plum is standing there...still looking suspicious. "Professor you are up to something and I know it!" I shout. Professor Plum cocks his head and says "Really?". I turn to look at Michael and he's gone. He just disappeared. Just then Professor Plum pulls from behind him an axe! I scream at the top of my lungs and then I wake up. Look across the street and see all the cops over at Michael's house. Too bad my mom put these bars on my windows. Good thing it was only a nightmare. But what happened to Michael?
2006-10-28 11:21:25
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answered by meg (on Violet Hill) 6
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You could, but it's not going to be a great paragraph (-:. Too run on, and a lot of those things belong in quotations -- which should have their own paragraph. I'd aim for a 200-word short-short if I were writing it for entertainment value.
But, if we must, arrange in the following order: 2, 5, 1 "We'll all go." They trooped down the stairs, and Nancy saw a flicker of movement next to the pool table. 6! 4! 3. "Oh, shut up, Rex." Then the lights went out, and the murderer attacked them all. The end.
(-: Gee, that sucks.
2006-10-28 11:16:31
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answered by Madame M 7
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yeah sure you can
2006-10-28 11:07:25
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answered by Darryl C 1
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