A few kids were playing ball. The ball went in the haunted house on the top floor. All the kids were scared except for one. ‘’Scared cats’’ He said. ’’I will get the ball. He went inside. He got capered in a trap upstairs. He saw skeletons from the ones who died before. He saw ghost haunting him. He died. He was a ghost. The other kid went inside. He got the ball. He saw zombies coming at him. He ran away. But the zombies were too fast and past him. He turned around so did the zombies. He was no way out. So he jumped out the window. His friends saw him and put a trampoline under him. He was safe. The zombies jump out too. The friends moved the trampoline. The zombies caught on fire and died. They lost one friend. But they got the ball. They played somewhere else and never went in that again. It was all ready dark. They went home. They went to bed. The next day they went to the park to play ball. Then it got stuck in a tree. This time they ask an adult. They got the ball.
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