Can you write a story using these phrases???????

Question

1. I think someone needs a nap
2. Things that go bump in the night
3. Oh dear, oh dear
4. Lets get the heck out of here
5. How weird is that
6. I've just seen a ghost
7. Don't let the door hit you in the behind

Special credit/consideration if you can use "that's my favorite tune" somewhere in the story

Answer 1

Bumps in the Night.
Back in 1963 we bought a small farm so our 11 year old rambunctious and mischievous twin sons could have plenty of room to run around and hopefully run off sum of that excess energy they always seemed to have for playing their devilish pranks they were forever coming up with.
This particular day I had to go into town and wouldn’t be back until after dinner so I left the boys something prepared and told them to behalf. I didn’t mind leaving them now and then because the neighbor was near by and very few people used our road.
I turned the radio on as I was driving and ten minutes later on came “Ghost Riders in the Sky.”
“THAT’S MY TUNE” I thought to myself because for some reason it always made me think of the boys and their pranks. I loved them very much of course but they were a handful at times. I got my things done in town and started back. Sure enough it was dark and as usual I wondered how the twins were doing. The kitchen was probably a mess by now.
As I entered the house it was quiet for a change. Now “HOW WEIRD IS THAT”? I thought to myself as I went to the living room. There was Tomas and David watching TV. “Everything alright boys,” I asked yawning at the same time.
“Fine Mom,” answered David.
“I THINK SOMEONE NEEDS A NAP. You look tired.” said Tomas. “Are you O.K.?”
“I’m fine, but I think I will lie down for an hour.” I told them, especially since they were in one of their rare good behaviors.
When I woke up they were gone and the TV. was off so I went to their room to say good night but when the door was opened there was no sign of them. Just then I heard some weird sound and a few seconds later I heard it again. I wasn’t usually nervous because there was always THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT on a farm, but for some reason I wasn’t comforted with that rationalization tonight and where were the boys? Oh dear God were they alright? “OH DEAR, OH DEAR, I got to calm down,” I told myself. I started down the hall and the noise made a grunting sound. My breathing was getting heavier. I had never heard anything in the house like that before and where the boys? As I rounded the bend in the hallway I screamed, “I’VE JUST SEEN A GHOST!”
to anyone who could hear me and before realizing it was my own reflection in our full length mirror. I took a deeper breath as I heard the grunts again and slowly approached my bedroom. Why did my husband have to pick this day to be away? The grunts were louder as I charged into my room with the bat I grabbed off the floor and saw something under a sheet coming towards me. “I screamed again, “Boys, LET’S GET THE HECK OUT OF HERE now! Where are you?”
A burst of laughter came from my closet. There of course were the twins on the floor with a little piglet in David’s arms. As their laughter continued Tomas ran over and got the other little pig from under the sheets. I was ready to throttle the pair of them this time.
“Get out with those pigs and don’t let me see you until the morning. NOW!” I yelled, “And DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN THE BEHIND on the way out.”

Answer 2

Coming home late one night my friend and I were really tired. She was yawning so I said 'I think someone needs a nap'. As we got inside my friend heard a noise. 'oh dear, oh dear' what was that. Nothing I said, probably just 'things that go bump in the night'. Suddenly the radio came on. 'How weird is that' I said 'that's my favorite tune'. My friend turned around and screamed 'I've just seen a ghost'. 'Let's get the heck out of here'. As we ran out the door the ghost said 'don't let the door hit you in the behind'. Pulitzer prize winning material.

Answer 3

‘TWILIGHT ZONE”
“Oh dear, oh dear,” I heard my mother’s voice saying, “I hope he wakes up soon. He’s been out for three days." Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked around. “Where am I?” I asked. “Twilight Zone Memorial Hospital,” replied Nurse Ratchett. “We thought we’d lost you there for awhile. You were definitely in the danger zone.” I laughed weakly, “Danger Zone, by Kenny Loggins -- that’s my favorite tune. I remember now, it was playing on the radio just before the accident.”

Then, I started yawning, “I am so sleepy.” Nurse Ratchett replied matter of factly, “I think someone needs a nap. But first, you need to be checked by Dr. Ghostly.” Suddenly, I became aware of a ghostly apparition standing next to her. It seemed to be fading in and out. “I’ve just seen a ghost!” I cried out in surprise. Nurse Ratchett replied, “Silly, of course, you did. Dr. Ghostly IS a ghost.” With that, she took off her head and, as she left the room, started dribbling it on the floor like a basketball. “How weird is that?” I asked Dr. Ghostly. He said simply, “Oh that’s just one of those things that go bump in the night. Anything can happen in the Twilight Zone.”

In horror, I leapt out of bed, and grabbed Mom by the hand. “Let’s get the heck out of here!” I realized I was only wearing one of those drafty hospital gowns, but I was too scared to care. Dr. Ghostly called after me, “Don’t let the door hit you in the behind.”

Answer 4

It was a dark windy night. I was home alone as my parents had gone out and wouldn't be back until morning. I was totally fine with that, and at this moment i was lying on my bed, listening to AFI and screwing my face up at my math homework, when I got that strange feeling, you know when somethings behind you . You have probably had that experience before. I felt suddenly afraid and I knew that I was being stupid, but all the same couldn't help checking behind me. I had always had an active imagination. All of a sudden, the phone rang, and I just about pissed myself. I leaned over and de-tangled the phone wire, before answering."ugh..hello?".
"Oh uhm hey emma, i was kinda bored..oh music.. that's my favourite tune haha..err is this a bad time?"
said the familiar voice of Tasha, my best friend. "uh oh no tasha sorry i just got a fright when the phone rang, thats all". I explained to her what happened and she just laughed at me, telling me not to be stupid."haha what is there to be scared about? your 15 emma, how weird is that."
"ughh you know,ghosts, evil clowns, things that go bump in the night.."
BANG!
something clattered downstairs and I froze, still clutching the phone.
AHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"emma!?"

"tasha tasha did you hear that??"

"I did. look its probably the cat.. if your that scared, do you want me to come over? im not doing anything anyways."

see that? thats one of the reasons shes my best friend. always there for ya. not scared of a damn thing.
"thanks soo much Tasha get here soon kay?, bye"
And I put the phone down, I longed for a comforting voice again. Now I'm left wondering what that racket was. I don't dare go down and check, I'm way too scared by now, my hearts racing. A minute passes..maybye 5, i cant sit still, god how do they do this in movies?
10 minutes... Oh, **** it. I start creeping down, one step at a time. It came from the kitchen, didn't it? I dont remember.
I approach the glass door, careful not to make a sound. A rustling noise, my heart skips a beat. Oh dear, oh dear. I'm really afraid now, what was it? slowly my hand reaches out and turns the silver handle, I cant believe myself, just then, i see a face at the window, Tasha, I let her in.
"whats the matter with you" I asked, confused.
"I... I've just seen a ghost" replied Tasha, her face was chalk white."what?, no are you serious?" I asked, nervously.
"emma i think you were right it was..big and freaky i swear to god im serious".
BANG!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh

"WHAT WAS THAT EMMA!??" Tasha's voice cracked.
"I dont wanna know, let's get the heck out of here."

we ran down the street and headed for Tasha's house, which luckily, wasn't far. half way down the street we saw it, and I stopped dead. A tall hooded figure, across the street, walked toward us. It stopped and bent low. We couldn't move for fear.
It reached and pulled back its hood. A clown. Six foot with a white face ,weeping black eyes and jagged, rotting teeth.
HEHEHEHEHE!


I think my heart collapsed.
we leaped back, Tasha hung onto my arm for dear life.
it just stood there, laughing. I had seconds to think.

I remembered what my math teacher had told me about a situation like this. It was very important that I not panic. Very calmly, I picked up a big stick and knew I would do the right thing. I lunged forward, and jabbed the Bastard's eye.

It yelped in pain and said with a familiar voice
"Oh Jesus, Emma, It was a bloody joke. oh god thats my sore eye as well." he pulled of the mask, and we realised.

"OMFG" tasha and I exclaimed together.
It was my brother, James. The filthy bugger.
we all went back to Tasha's house
and explained to her rather tired parents,what happened.
"Well i hope your proud of yourself. scaring them like that.and the noise, oh god if the neighbours complain." Said Tasha's mother, angrily. tasha's sister, Sophie, had been on the floor laughing for about 10 mins now. "James i think you better go home. Tasha's dad said. "Emma's staying here."
"yeah, Don't let the door hit you in the behind on the way out" Said Tasha, frowning.
"well once Soph gets off the floor i think we can all have a peaceful night. I think someone needs a nap" her mum said. eyeing the sleepy-faced father, and we all agreed.
~~~~~THE END~~~~~

BAHAHAHahahah
and Thats how bored i was.