In a small village near London,there were two friends,George and James.George was a kind person but with strange habbits,like having a lot of locks in his house.James was a friendly,funny and happy person.Sometimes James had seen George talking to an extremely tall man.He wasn’t sure about his face,he hadn’t seen it. On Halloween,James asked George to go for trick or treat together.He agreed and went to his house to put on his costume.Some minutes later James heard a scream from George’s house.He went there to see what had happened.He knocked on the door and it opened slowly.He went in and saw his friend’s dead body.He ran away and tried to open the door but someone had locked it. The next day,the postman went to George’s house to give him a letter.The door was open so he went in.Then he found two dead bodies.He brought them to the hospital.The doctor said that George had died of a heart attack and James had been cut on the chest.The slashes had probably been caused by a big animal.No one knows anything more,but there are some rumours that this Halloween,the thing that attacked them is going to strike again.

One day,when it was Halloween,there was a 16 year old boy,that every year was scaring the little kids,and was playing prank on them.He was doing that until he was 20.So,when it was Halloween,the little kids wanted to play a prnk on him or scare him.

The kids wore ghost costumes and played a prank.He was so scared that he smothered a kid.The real ghost of the murdered kid was on the murderer's back, and when the 20 year old boy wanted to play a prank , but the ghost was telling him that a prank would cost him a lot.But, the boy didn't want to hear the ghost on his back, and he was playing the pranks he wanted.

After 5 years, when he was 25,he played a prank, that cost him his life.While he was playing the prank on a little boy, the boy took a big rock from the ground,and hit the man on the head,and he died.When the man died,the ghost that was on his back said to him:''I told you that a prank would cost you!''.

THE END!!! 

I was sure the old man who lived in the old house at the end of my street had a secret.He was strange and he always complained.All the children in the neighbourhood were scared of him.When they played football and the ball fell into his garden the old man was angry with them and he hid the balls in his cellar.

One day,three children saw him crying on the stairs of his house.Then, they went near him and they asked him why he was crying.After that, he started to tell the story of his family.His wife and his son died in a traffic accident.From then, he moved to our neighbourhood.He believed that one day,his son and wife would come back to the house, because they hadn't really died.

So, he collected the toys and the balls for presents for his son,ready for the day when he will come back home!JIMMY BARDAKIS.

 

One day ,a school wanted to go on a trip.One boy went and asked the teacher told him they could go on the trip.Two day later,they started to go on the tripto a mountain.The theachers eft the students to anywhere they wanted for two hours.One team went to take photos,another team went to play ball and the other team went to explore the mountain.As they walked,they heard strange sounds.They were afraid and while they were running,they found a small house.They walked in and locked the door.Inside the small housethey found hammers,axesand a weapon.they made a plan to go kill  who ever was there.The biggest guy took the shotgun and the other guys took the hammers and the axes.They went outside and walked a long the path and waited for their prey, after five minutes, they found their prey that was a bear.The children scattered.Michael the biggest guy,went behind the bear and the other children went right and left.The bear cought a guy to eat him!!The children who were on the right wend to fight the bear.The guys on the left side did the same, but the bears were two!Michael shot the one bear and he killed her,but he didn't have anothe bullet and things became harder.While the children fought the other bear,Michael deliberated something.He took  a big stone and he hit the bear and he  killed her.Then the children went to teachersagain and they told them what had happened

It was the day that I was going to meet my uncle. My mum never talks about him. She always says that he has serious problems. So,my dad decided to take me to his house secretly.

 I was so happy, I hadn't been so happy before! We arrived at a big white building which had barbed wire around it and there was a big sign with big letters – but I couldn't read it -.

 We got inside but it was full of colorless people, like they were zombies.My dad was walking faster and I lost him. I was afraid and I felt like I was in the middle of no where. I saw man who was looking at me with his yellow glowing eyes. He beckoned me to follow him. We went into a room,probably it was his. He took a bottle of whiskey and drank it. I couldn't see anything bad about him because I was only a child. The only thing I was seeing was a dirty, drunk men with curly, black hair who I thought might know where my dad was.

 Suddenly, he opened a drawer and after one second, I indeed knew where my dad was,in his hands, actually a part of him, dad's head was in his hands.My dad's blood was dripping, like my tears ,all over the floor. The man approched me with a drill and he aimed it at me. I started screaming, but I was in a bedlam.No one was going to care about my safety.I could understand from his gaze that he was enjoying killing people.I thought that it was all my dad's fault or my uncle's… WAIT! Where was my uncle? He could save me. He had problems too,but he could save me! Oh my God! I noticed a poster on the wall with a painting of a person on it.. Actually,it was looking like skin..real skin… people's skin! It reminded me of my mum's skin,red,freckled skin,so I understood that on this poster was stuck the skin of my dead uncle because I had heard that he had had the same colour skin as my mum. That was my last thought before I felt my head pierced. The pain was killing me,I fell down and I was almost dead. This ''monster''-murderer didn't let me die so quickly,he continued hitting my stomach. A last tear rolled down my face to the floor,then it was the end.

POSTSCRIPT: The only good thing that there is when you are a ghost is that you can still write stories and send them to people. Also, you can curse people and you can organise revenge on them. You will see what I mean….

                                                         TO BE CONTINUED

I was sure the man who lived in the old house at the end of my street had a secret. I knew it because whenever he had seen a policeman, he was always trying to cover his face in some way and almost every day, he was coming outside our school and he was studying the fences.

   One day, at the first break, he entered the yard of our school with some other men. They all took guns out of their bags. They said they were terrorists and if we tried to call the police, they would kill us.

   But I wanted to save my friends so I shouted, “Help” and I started running. I heard a gun shot and then… Black!

   I didn’t feel anything for a few seconds. Then I saw man who was wearing black. His face was covered by a black hood.

“What happened?” I said.

He took out a small card and started reading it.

Dear costumer” he said inffablelly, “because you died bravely we give you a chance for revenge”

“Have I died? Who the hell are you?” I said, surprised.

“I am Death”

While he was saying who he was I saw his mouth smiling through the darkness of his hood.

“I’m going to send you back to take your revenge; ok boy?”

“Who killed me?” I said trying to cover my fear and pain with anger.

“The terrorist who lives in your street. By the way the way the fires of hell are free if you want”

“No, but thanks”

   Death disappeared and I was back in my old school. I was feeling a bit immaterial but it was ok.

   Then I spotted the terrorists. I screamed “ghostly” (with a cold voice that only ghosts can make that is painful for humans). They fell on the ground. I caught the one who had killed me from his neck. As I was holding his neck so hard blood came out of his mouth and his nose. After a few seconds, cuts appeared all over his body and more blood was coming out of them. In some way, I would feel his pain and I liked that. I was laughing viciously while he was writhing I pain. I felt his heart stopping. I left the dead body to fall down and a small puddle in the yard filled with his blood. I felt so much pleasure in my head that I started laughing viciously again.

   But then, Death came to take me back. However if you come to my school at night, you could still hear me laughing viciously. So be careful of who you kill.

-Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

A little gril story.

 Her name was Miranda and she loved dance like nothing else in this world!

 -Two years ago,my famile and I moved to a new house,far away from the town.I was never very sure about this house.It was so cold and mysterious and no one knew anything about it.We started by car in the afternoon and I felt a little nervous.I didn't know why.We arrived late at midnight and you couldn't see almost anything.I went into the house and I heard some steps.I was looking lest and right but I didn't see anything.My mum tried to turn on the lights but the lamp was burnt.Dad brought his torch and switched it on.The house was realy dirty and the furniture was broken.There was also a horrible smell.

  Next morning,there was light so, we cleaned all the rooms except one.The loft.It had no light and it wasn't so inmportant.In the evening,I couldn't sleep.I walked through all the house until I was tired.When I got near the loft I heard a strange noise.Something like screaming.I was so scared but I opened the door.There were 8 steps and then a room with old,broken furniture.I switched on the lights and I didn't see something unusual.I was looking for a long time when suddenly the door and the lights went off!I heard someone's breath behind me.I turned around and I saw a demon!The demon askend me to dance with him.I said 'Yes'.We were dancing in the dark with screamings around us.

  After we had finished dancing,he told me that he was going to kill me.I answered 'no' and I started running.I ran out of the loft and out of the house and the demon didn't follow me.But after that,there was something like an earthquake.I was suddenly in the middle of nowhere and I saw over one thousand demons around me!They all wanted to dance with me when I said 'no' the got angry.I closed my eyes and I prayed.

  The next morning,I woke up in my last home.I started crying.After a little I got out of the bed and I went downstairs.I didin't see anyone but I saw a note:

Maybe you are alive but your family are not!

   I started crying again.I was alone and lonely.

 

 Her last words were:I just wanted a dance…. <3

If you dare watch the Screem Queens!!

I was watcing TV in my bedroom  when I  heard  a  strange  noice. I  was so  scared  and I  had  phoned   my parents  immediatly.  Suddently  I  heard   the  strange  noise  again  and  I  decided  to  go  out  to  check  what  was  it .  While  I  was  going  out   I  saw  my  older   brother  and  my  friends.  I  stayed   bone.   My   older   brother  and  my  friends  told  me    trick or  treat.  I  liked  it  but  to  tell  you   the truth     I  was  a  bit   scared .    In   the   end     all     of  us    had    a  great   night. FOREING     LUNGUAGES    NICOLETA  TSUKALA MESOLOGGI TSELIKA  NEFELI……

Halloween is a SCARY  DAY during which people put masks  on  their   faces and  dress up in  terrifying  costums  .Then  they  go to  all houses  in the  town.Also,  people  carue  FRIGHTENING  PUMPKINS.  Then they  tell trick  or  treat  to  the  people to  take SWEETS.  It  is a really  funny  day. Languege   Niloleta Tsoukala