• It was foggy midnight and Silvanna and her brother Brian are out in a cemetery.
    “Wolves howl like this, aoooooow!!!”
    “Shut up you idiot!”exclaimed Silvanna at her little brother.
    “Why?You a little chicken?”asked her brother,Brian,as he started doing chicken noises.
    “No.Can’t you tell we’re….”
    “BWAK!BWAK!BWAK!”
    “I was saying that we’re in….”
    “BWAutK!BWAK!BWAK!”
    “I was saying we’re in a…..
    “BWAK!BWAK!BWAK!”
    “Would you shut up!?”
    “Not until you say you’re a chicken!”
    “Okay….I’m a chicken….
    “Thank you!”
    “Okay…As I was saying,we’re in a cemetery.”
    “So?”
    “You’ve never heard the stories about cemeteries?!?!?”asked Silvanna wide-eyed in an intention to scare her little brother.
    “No…….”
    “Well there have been reports about white orbs floating around.”
    “Flashlights!”
    “No..Not flashlights…They’re spirits of ghosts.”
    “I still stick to my opinion of flashlights…”
    “You want proof?You’ll get it.”
    “Adventure!”
    “Stop screaming!”
    As Silvanna and Brian walked off into the darkness they didn’t know what they got into.
    “Are the orbs here?”asked Brian.
    “Nope.I’ll tell you when.”responded Silvanna.
    “BWAK!”
    “What did I tell you Brian?!?!”screamed Silvanna.
    “It wasn’t me! I am telling the truth! I’m even scared!Let’s go home!” pleaded Brian.
    “Then who was it?”
    “Zombie chicken?”
    “Don’t be silly Brian.There are no zombie chicke….Brian?”
    “What?”
    “Are you touching my legs?”
    “No……”
    As Silvanna looked down, there was the same thing Brian said.A zombie chicken.
    “Run!”exclaimed Slivanna as she grabbed Brian and ran for her life.
    TO BE CONTINUED