Kopernikus-Gymnasium Walsum

It was Friday the 13th and it was twelve o'clock. I heard a knocking on the door. That weren't mum or dad, they were at my grandma's. There was a ghost at the door and I screamed. "Hey boy," he said, "Have you got my letter? It is a personal letter for my date with the queen, it's in ten minutes."
" Oh weeell, iis iiit oonn thththe taable?" I asked frightened. "Yes, thank you and good bye, boy," he said. "Er, yes, goood byy gghost," I answered.

A long time ago a king lived in his old castle. It was a nice king. He had a servant. The servant was the best friend of the king, but only because of the money of the king. One day the king went out. The servant wanted the king's money so much that he wanted to kill him. Then the king came home. "Tap, tap, tap," his shoes made. Suddenly the servant stood before him. "Sorry, my King, but I must do it!" he said. He pulled out a kitchen knife and killed him. It was a dark and rainy night when the King died. Today a ghost lives in the old castle. The ghost of the dead king. Today all people in the old castle think about the dead king when it's a dark and rainy night.

It was a dark, rainy night at an old castle. A group of tourists came into the park where the castle stood. "It's too scary for me, please turn around and leave this place!" said a little boy. "No, we want to have a look at the castle this night!" said his father. So they went on. At the castle they walked along the castle walls and went up the stairs. The little boy whispered all the time "Let's leave, let's leave!" but he had no chance.

Then suddenly the boy heard a strange noise. A door creaked. "Did you hear that?" he asked with a voice of fear. "What?" another man asked. The door in front of them creaked again. "That," the boy whispered. Now everyone heard it. "It's just the wind," the father said. But before he understood what happened to him, two claws grabbed him and pulled him the room. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" it came out of the room. "Oh, no," the boy shouted, "my father!" He took a torch, opened the door and screamed. His father lay on the floor - without a head. He looked around but there was nothing. "Come out, come out!" someone shouted. The boy did what the person said. On the stairs there stood a black monster.
Suddenly it jumped away. "Why did it jump away?" an other tourist asked. "I know, the monster is scared of the light," the boy said. "Let's leave this place!" he said. Everyone screamed except the boy. The monster stood behind him. One grip and it had the boy. "Here, catch," said the boy and threw the torch to a man. "Direct the light at it," he said.
The monster disappeared and the boy fell down. "Let's leave this place before anything else happens!" the boy said. He cried all day. They never came back again.

A long time ago there was a princess. She was fifteen years old, when she told her father: "Tomorrow I'm dead! Please put down my coffin in front of the altar and let a watchman watch over me in front of the coffin every night."
The next day the princess said goodbye to her parents, lay down and died. The father did what his daughter said to him and put a watchman next to her coffin.
At 12 o'clock midnight she woke up, killed the watchman and threw him in the cellar of the church. At 1 o'clock am she went back to her coffin.

This happened the next times and the king had problems because nobody would watch the princess. Then a shepherd came. He would watch the princess. His name was Jakob. In the first night he got afraid and wanted to go away, but a voice said "Jakob, don't go away! You can redeem me if you watch over me three nights."
Jakob hid himself and the clock did: dong, dong, dong ... 12 times. The princess woke up and searched Jakob, but she didn't find him to kill him. The clock did: dong. She went back and slept again.

Jakob lived two further nights with the same doing like the first night. After three nights the princess wasn't dead any more! She was alive and when her father saw it he married Jakob to his daughter.
And they all were happy a long, long time.

At a dark, rainy night my friends Fred and George slept at my place. We were alone at home. At midnight there was a noise - tap, tap, tap. Fred and I wanted to have a look at the source of the noise in an old chest. Fred went to the toilet. Suddenly we heard him screaming. We ran to the toilet. Fred wasn't there. We searched him everywhere in the house. He had disappeared. George and I went to the chest again. Then we opened it and saw an old piece of paper. I read the paper. "The evil Sir Goro was hanged. Yesterday I saw his ghost," I read. I thought: "Maybe the ghost has got Fred." Suddenly there was a grey figure. Fred woke me up. I noticed that it was only a bad dream.

Next to a church in England, a boy did his work. He worked at a churchyard.
One day he found a tooth next to a bench. But he didn't put it in a hole. He picked up in the tooth, because he wanted to cut it. Later in the evening he was alone. He wanted to carve the tooth. Suddenly someone knocked at the window. The boy looked up and saw a man at the window. The man's face was very white, and his eyes starred at the boy. The man began to laugh. The boy saw that a tooth was missing. Maybe it was the tooth which he held in his hands. When the man disappeared, the boy was very frightened, but then he slept till the next morning. On the next day he dug a hole where he had found the tooth and put it into the earth. He never saw the ghost again.

Two boys, Tom and Jerry, heard a story about a scary house. On the way to the scary house Tom heard a voice: "Come to me! I'm going to eat you." Jerry didn't hear the voice. But he went straight on. At the scary house Tom asked: "Must we go in?"
"Yes," answered Jerry. They went into the house. The door closed. They saw a ghost with a big mouth. 10 seconds later the ghost ate Tom and Jerry.
After that nobody went to the scary house.

Two ghosts lived in the supermarket. It was a crazy supermarket. A long time ago the ghosts were bored, because they couldn't play with things in the supermarket. Then one of the ghosts, Joy, had an idea: They could do crazy things in the supermarket.
They played tricks with all the people. The ghosts laughed. Then a man came into the supermarket.
The ghosts sprayed the man with ketchup. Then they threw milkbags on the head of the man. They picked up peaches and threw them at an old woman's bag.
The people couldn't see the ghosts because they were transparent. The old woman ran out. Then the assistant phoned the police. They came at once.
The ghosts threw at the police with bananas. They got very frightened and left.
Then people weren't shopping in this shop anymore. Today the supermarket is a playground for ghosts.

On this evening I was alone at home. My parents were still at work and my brother was outside with his friends. It was 8 o'clock. I ate dinner and watched TV. Oh, I still had to do my homework. So I went upstairs. I stopped. "Who is there?" I asked frightened. "Go down!" howled the noise. "Don't come near!" howled the noise again.
I took a heart and went further. I went in my room and saw two arms there. They held something together. A head, I saw. "Sorry, I stumbled and fell to pieces. I didn't want that you saw me so, but now you saw me," it said.
" Who are you?" I asked. "I'm the Queen of Germany," he answered. "But Germany didn't have a Queen!" I said. "No? Oh, then I'm the Queen of England!" he said.
" First you are a man and second, I think you don't know who you are!"
" Yes, I don't know who I am. With the years I forgot it!" sobbed he. He was very sad.
" Jasmin, I'm there!" Oh no, my Mum. "Please, don't sob, my Mum is here. You must go now!"
" OK, ciao," sobbed he still, but then he disappeared. My Mum came upstairs. I fetched my homework and did them. The ghost came often to me and together we mysteried over
his name.

Jim and Phillip were in an old empty villa one Saturday midnight. 'Phillip! Look here,' Jim said. 'Here is a secret room.' Jim touched a book in a book-shelf and the wall opened with a 'KRRRRRACK'. 'WOW! What's in it?' Phillip asked. 'A ... a ... a ghost!' Jim called. 'A what, Jim? Jim where are you? JIM!' Phillip called. 'Run away!' a terrible voice said. Phillip ran away and nobody saw Jim again.

Torben, Manuel and Bastian the three brothers were alone at home. They all went to bed at about 12.30 in the evening. Manuel and Bastian sleep in the same room Torben had a room alone.
Manuel and Bastian were asleep after one minute. Torben couldn’t sleep and suddenly he heard a voice.
Then the door opened a man came into his room with a big butterfly and did it.
In the morning Bastian and Manuel came into Torben’s bedroom, and saw him dead in his bed.

One evening Charlie Johnessen went to a pub.
There was a remote controlled hand in a jar of glass.
Fred the owner of the hand was pleased about pointing with a finger of the hand at any person. But most of the time to Charlie.
He was very afraid about this because he had once minced the hand of a man.
Charlie said to the Barkeeper, “Stop the hand!”
Fred stopped the hand, but it moved on. The hand pointed at Charlie again and again. Charlie screamed out loud, “Stop this damned hand!!!” The Barkeeper said to Fred, “Stop this hand now!”
Fred came to the Barkeeper and said, “I stopped the hand for a long time.”
The barkeeper, Charlie and Fred looked at the hand. It didn’t stop to point at Charlie. The men got very scared.
Charlie saw on the jar of glass a little sign, “This hand belonged Bill Snow.” This was the man, whose hand Charlie minced.
Charlie died this evening of a cardiac infarction.

At Friday afternoon Caroline went to Anja’s house to sleep there. At 8.00 o’clock they watched TV. After two hours they went to bed. Suddenly Anja heard a noise. Klack, klack, klack. “Caroline did you do that noise?” Anja asked. “No, I didn’t do it!” Caroline said. “But who did this noise?” the girls asked. “I don’t know,” Anja whispered. “Come here, please, Caroline.” The girls were frightened. Suddenly the door opened and a ghost without a body came in. “Excuse me,” he said. The girls screamed. Then the ghost said again: “Excuse me.” Anja was courageous and asked: “Who are you? And where’s your body?” “I’m Sir Quack. I don’t know where my body is. I am searching for it. But I can’t find it,” the ghost moaned. “We can help you!” Caroline said.
The girls went with Sir Quack downstairs and upstairs, but they couldn’t find his body. After thirty minutes Anja’s mother came and asked her: “What are you doing?” “We are looking for Sir Quack’s body, but we can’t find it,” Caroline said. “What, you look for a body of a person?” Anja’s mum asked. “No, not of a person, of a ghost,” answered Caroline. “That’s a funny joke,” Anja’s mum said. “Now you must go to bed it’s 1.00 o’clock in the morning.” The girls’ went to bed and said: “Bye, Sir Quack.” “Oh, stop! I think I have your body,” Caroline shouted. “No, that’s only a pullover,” Anja said. And Sir Quack said: “Oh, thank you for your help girls, and good night.” The next morning the girls told the story to Anja’s sister Hannah. But she didn’t believe the story.

Yesterday night I was alone at home.
I tried to sleep but I couldn’t because I heard a noise from the kitchen. I went to the kitchen. Suddenly I saw two ghosts without heads.
I screamed. “Please don’t scream and don’t be frightened of us. We’re only looking for our heads. You see, we played outside with our heads and then we threw them unintentionally in your kitchen. Please help us to look for them,” said one ghost.
So I helped them. After an hour I found the first head in the refrigerator and the second head in a big vase.
“Thank you! We’re going now,” the ghosts said.
They flew home and I went to bed.

One night the twins Joey and Mark were alone at home because their parents went to the cinema.
It was 22.30. Suddenly they heard a scary noise which came from the garden. Because of that noise the twins were frightened. Suddenly the doorbell began to ring.
Mark said: “I’m afraid.” Joey ran into the kitchen and looked for a pan. This time somebody knocked on the door.
Joey found a pan and shouted to Mark: “When you open the door I will hit him with the pan.” “All right,” said Mark and opened the door.
Joey hit the man. The man shouted “OUCH!” Joey saw that the man was a Mummy. It said: “Why have you done this to me? I just wanted to ask you for some toilet paper. I need some for my arm.” “Oh, excuse me please, we were afraid of you,” said Joey. The Mummy asked them not to tell anybody about that night.
They decided to keep it as their secret.

Last week I slept at my friend's. We watched TV. At 12 o'clock we went to bed. Suddenly I heard a noise. "Janina, did you do that?" I asked. No answer. I went into the kitchen. There was a ghost ... and Janina. I screamed. "Janina, what are you doing there?" I asked. "That's a ghost!"
"Oh, that's Sir Henry," she said, "He forgot where his notice board is."
"She's crazy," I thought. "Can you help us?" the ghost whispered. "No, sorry, I must go to bed!" I answered. Suddenly I saw the notice board on the floor. "I have it," I shouted.
"Patricia, wake up," Janina's mother said. I saw Janina in her bed ... And the notice board on the floor. I showed it to Janina. "That's Sir Henry's," she said.
That was crazy. "Could we have had the same dream?" I wondered.
Today I sleep at my friend's again because we want to show the notice board to Sir Henry ...

In the year 1866 the people said there lived a witch in the old little house in the forest. Nobody went into the forest. But ten years later a little boy went into the forest. He was frightened.
He head a dark voice: "Now you, what are you doing?"
"Ye ... ye ... yes!" the boy said. He saw a black figure. He screamed. Then he disappeared.
All the people in town missed the boy. One day an old man went to the forest, because he worked there. He saw on a tree the little boy - dead. A rope was around his neck. Next to the tree was a woman - dead, too. It was the witch.
But why is the witch dead?

On Sunday was a scary night. I was alone at home, my parents went to a party. One hour I watched TV and then I went to bed.
I couldn't sleep, because I heard a noise from the kitchen.
I thought 'What is it?'
I stood up and went to the kitchen. The door of fridge was open. Then I heard a noise from the living-room.
I thought ‘ What is it?’
I went into the living-room. I saw a ghost sitting on the sofa. On the table was a drink and next to this were two knifes. I ran to my room, closed the door and I hid under my blanket. Some time later I went into the living-room again and I saw nothing.
I asked ’What was it?
Was it a dream?’