| Author: | Drac Von Stoller | ISBN: | 1230000218571 |
| Publisher: | Drac Von Stoller | Publication: | February 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Drac Von Stoller |
| ISBN: | 1230000218571 |
| Publisher: | Drac Von Stoller |
| Publication: | February 14, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Just a mile from Jimmie Edward’s house was an old desecrated graveyard that always gave Jimmie nightmares because of the stories his grandfather told him when he would spend the night at their house.
One night when Jimmie was spending the night at his grandparent’s house his grandfather told him he was going to make the graveyard story more vivid, but would try to reassure him that it was all make believe. Jimmie went along with his grandfather's plan, but was unaware that his grandparents were Witches.
Jimmie's grandfather said, "Jimmie, it's getting late, after you finish eating your dessert we'll go upstairs and get you ready for bed. Jimmie was a little frightened, but knew the stories his grandfather told him were not real. Jimmie finished his dessert and followed his grandfather upstairs to the guest bedroom. While they were walking up the stairs Jimmie said to his grandfather, "Why do you wear a black robe, and only have candles burning all through the house when you have light like my parents have at their house?"
"Well, Jimmie money is tight, and we need every penny me, and your grandmother can hold onto."
"Grandfather, when I get old enough to make money I'll give it to you," said Jimmie.
Jimmie put on his pajamas and climbed into bed not as scared as he was earlier. Jimmie's grandfather sat on the side of the bed ready to tell his spooky story to his grandson.
Just a mile from Jimmie Edward’s house was an old desecrated graveyard that always gave Jimmie nightmares because of the stories his grandfather told him when he would spend the night at their house.
One night when Jimmie was spending the night at his grandparent’s house his grandfather told him he was going to make the graveyard story more vivid, but would try to reassure him that it was all make believe. Jimmie went along with his grandfather's plan, but was unaware that his grandparents were Witches.
Jimmie's grandfather said, "Jimmie, it's getting late, after you finish eating your dessert we'll go upstairs and get you ready for bed. Jimmie was a little frightened, but knew the stories his grandfather told him were not real. Jimmie finished his dessert and followed his grandfather upstairs to the guest bedroom. While they were walking up the stairs Jimmie said to his grandfather, "Why do you wear a black robe, and only have candles burning all through the house when you have light like my parents have at their house?"
"Well, Jimmie money is tight, and we need every penny me, and your grandmother can hold onto."
"Grandfather, when I get old enough to make money I'll give it to you," said Jimmie.
Jimmie put on his pajamas and climbed into bed not as scared as he was earlier. Jimmie's grandfather sat on the side of the bed ready to tell his spooky story to his grandson.
