Date:         Thu, 15 Oct 1998 09:19:38 -0600 From: Robyn Herrington Organization: University of Calgary Subject:      [WRITERS] SUB: Halloween: The Mysterious Haunted House This might be a duplicate posting. I might be losing my mind.... Robyn ---------------------- The Mysterious Haunted House It was Halloween night and Courtney and Jonathan were dressed in their scary costumes, ready to go Trick or Treating. Walking along, they came upon old Mr. Morris as he sat on his front porch, rocking in his creaky old chair. Welcome to my Haunted House! Please, enter. The two snickered to each other. The front door looked like any other front door, so what could possibly be so unusual? As they walked in, the door slammed all by itself! The room was very dark, except for a glow coming from a huge pumpkin. They went up to look and smiled at each other because that wasn t scary at all! Then the candle began to flicker and the face on the pumpkin began to twitch! It started bouncing all over the table trying to bite them! They jumped out of the way and ran into the next room. They ran right into long, thick strings that were hanging from the ceiling. Jonathan reached into his Trick or Treat bag, pulled out his glowstick, cracked it, and relaxed after seeing what they were. But the warmth from the light made the strings change into slimmy snakes and they began to wiggle and tried to wrap themselves around Courtney and Jonathan, who then ran screaming into the next room. An old mirror was hanging on the wall. Suddenly, an old witch appeared! She cackled so loudly, it chased them out of the room. Not watching where they were going, they ran into a bunch of rags! They thought they were safe and laughed until they felt the rags begin to move and it stood up. A mummy! They yelled as its arms tried to grab them. Courtney and Jonathan ran from the room as the mummy followed them. They came to a small opening and crawled through it into what looked like a cave. The noise from their heavy breathing woke the bats and hundreds began to swarm around their heads. They all ran blindly around the room until they stumbled onto a door that lead outside. Old Mr. Morris grinned as he watched them run home. The bats weren t bats after all, but butterflies from his garden. -- =============================================================== Robyn Herrington, Editor rmherrin@ucalgary.ca New Currents in Teaching and Learning InfoServe www.ucalgary.ca/~rmherrin University of Calgary Phone: 220-2561 Leadership lifts a person's vision to higher sites, raises a person's performace to higher standards and builds a personality beyond its normal limitations -- Peter Drucker =================================================================