*** Note: this fictional story is written by 9 years old Yasmin M Vuong. She plans to enter this to FWA Youth Writers e-zine Scary Story competition for January 2014 ***
Godrick floated toward the eerily quiet mansion looking around warily. When no creature appeared, he lurched ahead swiftly transporting him inside. He gazed at the ruined place absent mindedly. An aura a bright spirit sprinted past him making Godrick dizzy. He lost his balance but quickly floated toward the endless spiraling damp ceiling. Godrick made his way toward his room. There was a purple door destroyed and the knob twisted unevenly. He shot into his room.
There was a brown sofa with black unseen curtains covering the red splatters of blood, dripping lazily to the stinky unarranged floor. Godrick looked sadly at the window where he had died as a boy after a robber had killed him. He strained to look through at some children. Once they came close to the mansion, a ghost popped out and scared the children away making Godrick’s heart hurt. He was a nice ghost after all and generous too.
“Come on!”, he grumbled loudly as blood dribbled down on him covering the last remaining sights that the window showed. Though most ghosts are fond of blood, Godrick was not. He was actually scared of blood and ghosts haunted him frequently everyday.
After a few moments Godrick muttered under his breath “the train ride immense intensity camouflaging event”. It was true. Though he was a ghost, he had a friend name Robert after his great grandfather. Robert was a human but they were the best of pals and they had set up a ride which ghost could camouflaging themselves and the intensity would build in their bodies so that they could take a rocket to explore Mars, Mercury and Venus.
Robert’s dad worked in Kennedy Space Center so Robert knows many unique technique. Today his crazy funky friend would put up the ride. As soon as the violent blue monster charged at the rooftop to ring a black bell, Godrick hurriedly flew out the door quickly dodgly the broken pieces of debris. The ghosts would build the room back anyway so Godrick didn’t care. When he reached the door, Robert suddenly appeared slamming hard against the rough metal door. He got up groaning but fine. Godrick just went through the door gasping at his best friend’s accident.
“Sorry about that, you know crash” Godrick said still worry about Robert.
“It’s okay buddy” Robert said as he strained to get up.
Finally he pulled up “Let’s go. We can’t waste anytime.” Robert said as he started racing away to where the ride had been placed.
Godrick laughed hysterically shooting past his friend.
“Hey” came the strangled shout from Robert as Godrick buzzed ahead. When Godrick arrived at the bright amazing place, Robert emerged sweaty from his pursuit. He let his friend look at the palace for a moment, then marched up to a brass door and knocked gently. A servant emerged, her bright pink and violet dress sparkling in the rays of light illuminating her features. She immediately welcomed him and bowed twice. But she frowned as Godrick began to enter. She cleared her throat angrily meaning business. Godrick eyes turned red and he looked away hurt. A crystal tear trickled down his cheek as Godrick floated away. The woman closed the door clearly satisfied. A battle began between the two when finally the woman gave an annoyed snort of disgust as Godrick and Robert quickly and carefully not to show suspicion of leading strangers, they hurried to where the machine had been kept safely.
Once they got inside they locked the door tightly, made sure no guards were there and tiptoed silently toward the amazing vehicle. They stared for a few minutes. Its wheels were black, neatly cleaned and polished. The upper surface was painted entirely with red and blue making a blinding shape of a silvery ghost appear before they eyes. The seat was covered in cute pictures of bunnies and fish and the sight was just too adorable to resist. The whole thing looked smooth and clear, barely transparent.
When the light touched the machine, it lit it up. It was fascinating. It was big but felt like a tiny feather. Robert carried one side while Godrick carried the other. Before they went, they made sure the coast was clear. They hurried across the shiny floor. They also made it when … there was a deep silence as the familiar voice of the woman servant echoed around, making them shiver.
“I serve Zordack”.
Her voice was strong and powerful and could be heard deeply against the wall.
“No!” screamed Godrick as he knelt to the floor sobbing.
“Nobody can defeat me”, the woman said as Robert bent down to help his ghost friend up.
Whatever the woman was doing, she was totally spooking out his friend.
“Stop this! Who are you? Speak to me!” Robert screamed in rage and nervousness.
“I love my Zordack. He can take over all the ghost world. He is the one who can defeat anyone in his path”
At the last sentence, chains snapped against Godrick’s body and Robert watched in horror as his friend and the ghost lady disappeared.
Robert was confused. He wanted to help his friend badly but he didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know his best buddy was some powerful and awesome dude. One thing was for sure, he had to find his friend. Except one problem: he wasn’t a ghost. He cursed under his breath.
‘Ding!’ suddenly an idea comes to him. Earlier Godrick had given him an amazing control so that he knew every secret and spectacular things of the ghosts. He always kept it in his pocket. He excitedly brought it out and pressed the green glowing pattern. At that second, the world began to spin and Robert felt himself pressing against the wall up side down. He was dumped on the dusty floor hidden beneath shelves of bubbling liquid of potions. Though what he saw was more horrifying.
Strapped hard against the log was his friend. The material was ghost proof, Robert suspected. There was a latch dangling from his feet but the keys weren’t there. There was a dim light and the room was closing in making burning scrapes on Godrick’s ghostly skin. Suddenly a huge man appeared. “Zordack” was entraced on him. He wore several slits of icy-colored armor and beside him was none other than the frightening ghost lady from the palace. She grinned showing broken yellow plastered teeth. She now wore a damp bloody red dress with ghostly spider webs stretching from all sides. Robert choked at the horrible sight. Very slowly and warily he crept out flashing just behind Godrick. Instantly the ghost lady whipped around and scared Robert so that potions spilled, broken. Robert made a mad scramble hissing apprehensively. As he did so, Godrick cried “Robert!!!”
His words were drowned by the roar of fire coming rather close. But at the tip of his eye he saw a golden key fluttering desperately away from Zordack and the evil ghost lady. Robert positioned himself , then lunged. He caught the key in mid-air as he jumped over the heat of the flames and unlocked Godrick easily.
Godrick muttered a few words then they both appeared back at the palace. After that they set up the amazing machine according to the circumstances and had a wonderful day.
### The End ###