Have you ever been to a haunted house? Brian stood in the dark, deserted street looking up at the haunted house. He wondered why he had agreed to go inside since it made him nervous. He had no choice, though, but to go in.
Why is it that the most important things happen when we don’t expect them? The sun was shining as they walked through the jungle. Everybody was nervous, especially James Johnson. The scientist had been working all his life to find the lost tomb of Itawa, the ancient Brazilian god.
The train had not moved for some time. We were worried. It was becoming hard to breathe as it was extremely hot in the carriage and the air conditioning had stopped working ages ago.
“Bob, what’s that over there?” Jack sounded nervous as he pointed towards the trees. I looked. What was that pile of clothes?
He ran away as fast as he could. He wasn’t sure about what he had seen but he knew he would never go near that house again.
When we got out into the fresh air, we felt relieved. We were safe at last.
James was tired. “OK, so it wasn’t in this valley,” he thought, “but I know it exists. I’ll just have to keep looking.” He walked back to the camp, anxious to start his search again.
He ran away as fast as he could. He wasn’t sure about what he had seen but he knew he would never go near that house again.