Thursday, 24 January 2008

WRITING


HISTORY ABOUT GHOSTS.

I was sitting in the sofa in the house of my grandmother when I saw a ghost. I was in her livin-room when I saw him. First, I saw a fat ghost, he was a man. He was sitting in the table and he was eatting a pizza. He was pathetic, but I was scared. I looked at him and he was making fun too I. After that, the lights weren't off, and the ghost disappeared. I went to bed very fast.
The next day, my cousin, told me about the ghost. He said "I was the ghost", and I answer "you were very stupid I was very scared". And we laghed.

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