"Where are you going?" said my grandmother. "To the forest" I said. But it's getting dark! And storm is coming. All the bats come out there is a storm. Don't go near them. And don 't touch them!
I went out and saw lots of bats. I wasn't scared. I went near them and touched them. Then remembered what my grandmother had said. Too late! My teeth turned black and my skin was covered with spiders. I screamed and ran into the forest. I saw a witch. Now I live with the witch and when it's dark and stormy I go into the forest and scare the people. Maybe I will come out and scare you.
-THE END-
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