The
Haunted House
It was finally Sunday, which meant it was time to go trick-or-treating! Peyton was very excited and could not wait for it be two o'clock. He changed into his pirate costume and anxiously waited on the porch for his friends to arrive.
They all stood their looking at the haunted house.
"Go up on the porch and knock on the door," one boy said.
"No way! You do it," said another boy.
"Fine! I'll do it," Peyton said bravely.
The other boys couldn't believe what they heard! Would he really do it? They all stood on the sidewalk as Peyton made his way up the stairs towards the front door.
Peyton stood their with his hand in the air, frozen with fear. His friends all screamed and ran away, leaving Peyton alone on the porch. An old man stepped out of the shadows and said hello to Peyton.
"H-h-hello," said Peyton nervously. "I didn't mean to disturb you, sir."
"It's alright," said the old man. "It's been a long time since any children have come and knocked on my door for trick-or-treating. I'm glad that you did."