"What's that?" Chad asked.
"People say it's haunted 'cause six people were killed. How? How should I know? I just heard it from someone. Well, I say it ain't haunted. Want to go find out? Or y'all just too chicken, you know what I mean?" Nick said.
''Yah, I guess.......?" Chad replied. So they all went down to the old haunted mansion, but Chad heard something in the distance, what's that funny noise, like the sound of a swarm of bees, but I never knew bees' were around here? He thought.
"Come on, let's go in," Scott Michael said.
"I don't think it's safe,'' Chad said.
"Stop being a baby, just because you're new in this city, doesn't mean you can chicken out, OK?" Nick said.
"OK, OK, I'm going!" Chad whined. As they walked in,
their hairs stood on end at every sound. Errrrkkk, went
the rusty door as they slid open the door. They let their
eyes adjust to the dim light when the door slammed shut
causing the boys' arm hair to fall off. Just thinking about
it made their back itch with every drop of sweat, rolling
down their spines. They went down into the basement where
cobwebs was across the entryway.. They saw a bright light
around the corner. "Nick, you go first, since you say you
have been in every corner of the house." Chad said. Nick
went down there first. Chad saw where the light was coming
from. It blinded him at first, but when his eyes adjusted,
he saw a room with seven old rusty chairs. As he looked at
the seven chairs, he saw that the first six chairs had piles
of ashes and bones and he also saw that there was a writing
on the back of them. He looked at it, the first chair had
Egyptian hyroglificts, it read:
1396- Kirt J. Milbe- Egypt- Mummies
The second chair had places that were burnt. It read:
1496- Samuel G. Troper- England- Fire
The third chair read: 1596- Kingro B. Walnut- Australia- Died of thirst
The forth through seventh chair read:
1696- Shiguo Hi
Yamigushi- Tokyo- Earthquake
1796- Sister Mary Joe- France- Chair floated and dropped her
to her death
1896- Jack H. Wordling- Kansas- Sucked up in tornado
1996- CHAD P. LIVINGSTON- SAN ANTONIO- KILLER BEES
Chad stared at his name on the list. I'm going to die. I better warn everyone. At least it will be only one bee. O MY GOODNESS! BEES! IT'S PLURAL! THERE WILL BE MORE THAN ONE! He thought.
But he had an idea, maybe if I............ He was interrupted by a swarm of killer bees! He screamed to Nick and Scott when he saw them lying on the ground. He had no clue what happened to them. As he desperately dove to them, he saw a bee, then two, then five, then he saw the whole swarm. He pulled Nick and Scott as fast and hard as he could. Bees surrounded Nick, and he disappeared. They also took Scott. Chad was alone, as they swarmed around him. The sound of the bees was able to drive a donkey off a cliff. One thing he could do that might work. Get a sledge hammer and break the seventh chair, he thought. He grabbed the hammer! One, two.................... Suddenly, a bee came diving at him, stinging him on the neck. Chad felt sleepy, drowsy, when three more came bombing him. This was it, The End........ He took one more swing at the chair hitting it when a bee stung him in the neck. He felt drowsy. It felt good. Now nothing to worry about. He would be in a better place. He shut his eyes when he felt someone shaking him. He opened his eyes and waited for them to unblur. NICK! SCOTT! He realized that he had broken the chair and everything was back to normal, except they never went in the mansion again. But he thought who ever is the next to come in the basement, God bless them. THE END