It was just before bedtime. Serena was reading a hair-raising ghost story. She
loved the excitement and thrill of scaring herself silly before a good night's
sleep. She was reading the story halfway when she suddenly heard the squeaky
opening of her front door. She was startled by the
eerie sound. she felt something was wrong and decided to see what it
was all about.
Serena gently pushed the warm blanket aside and slowly crept
out of her bed. She walked down the stairs. Even her very own footsteps on the
creaky stairs scared her. She heard the soft sound of footsteps in the kitchen
and she stopped to listen. It was surely a ghost from the past since everyone
she knew was in their beds fast asleep at this hour. The darkness
sent shivers down her spine but she wanted
to find out what was making the strange noise. She stepped off the last step of
the stairway and turned to enter the kitchen where the noises seemed to be
coming. Suddenly, she walked right into a dark figure. She screamed her lungs
out at the impact that gave her a rude shock.
The dark figure stretched out a hand and quickly turned on the bright kitchen
lights -- it was Serena's elder brother Ken! He could not help laughing at poor
Serena sitting most unladylike on the ground. He had gone out late that night
with his friends and had just returned home. Serena felt silly to have thought
it was a ghost. She had a good laugh too.