The Movie Early Sunday morning my dad got me out of bed by dragging my arms and pulling my leg. By this time I was aching to death it's like my sockets have been dislocated I can't get up blood dripping, my teeth shattering, then one arm drops out of my socket. It's know lying on the floor. My legs gonna fall off, my necks so stiff that I can't see my toes standing up right the itch under my cast, the pain, now here comes the rashes scattered all over my body. Dad runs out the door to get the hospital I have meningitis I'm gonna die. Of course me and my dad just made a smashing movie about me dying. Now dad says we're going pot holing which sounds good. By the way I'm Katrina picket and my dad, who has the name of d a d. Hi I'm dad picket. And bye for now.

The Spooky House It was late and I had only just got out of detention when suddenly I wondered why everyone was dressed up, it continued to occur to me all the way home. The another thought came to me maybe it was a special day but what day was it Halloween but it's only 6th may I'm sure of it. So I said to my self I'm going to ask mum maybe she nows what it is so I ran Home. I dashed through the door and there he was the father I thought I would never see before standing right in front of my eyes. It was him. But forgetting about dad I asked mum quickly the answer was " jack, ash is up there too." I replied. Then asked "why is he there." " he is there because it's Halloween so get your costume ready." "Ok mum." So I bolted up the stairs and this time I didn't trip up, not once, not twice, it's my high score. So I got my costume ready. And we set of outside.