THE HAUNTED HOUSE (4)

Bill lay on the ground.
“Bill ! Are you hurt ?” Peter asked.
“I don’t know,” said Bill. He stood up.
“I’m all right,” He started to the fence again. “We have to get out of here.”
“Look !” said Peter. “There’s a light in the house. It’s upstairs. It’s moving.”
The boys ran to the gate again. But they couldn’t open it. The light was moving down the stairs. Peter ran to a tree. He started to climb it.
The light came out the front door.Bill started to run around the house.
“Stop ! Who are you ?” Somebody said.
Bill stopped. The light came toward him. It was a flashlight. An old man was carrying it.
“We, we were only looking,” said Bill.
“We live in this street.”
“Where’s the other boy ?” asked the man. He didn’t sound angry.
Peter came toward them.” We though you were a ghost,” he said. We were afraid.
“I was afraid, too,” said the old man. “But I knew you weren’t ghosts.” He laughed. “Are you hurt ?”
“No. We’re all right,” said Bill. “Do you own this house ?”
“Yes, I do. I’m going to live here. I bought this house last week. “I’m fixing it up now.”
“Please excuse us,” said Peter. “we weren’t going to bother anything. We were only looking.”
“That’s all right,” the old man said.
“Do you want to come in ?”
“No, thank you,”said Bill. “We have to go home now. Our parents will wonder where we are.”
“Well, come again,” said the old man.
“Any time.”
“Thanks. We will.”
The next day Bill saw Peter. “Gosts !” he said. “Who’s afraid of ghosts ?”

THE HAUNTED HOUSE (3)

“Who, who are you ?” Bill asked. He wanted to run. He wanted to hide. But he was afraid to move.
“What are you doing in my house ?” the voice asked again.
Then they turned and ran. The hall was dark. They pushed each other. They almost fell down the stairs. Bill ran ot the front door. He shook it hard. Peter ran to the back door.
“Here ! Here ! “ called Bill. “It’s open !”
They ran outside. The wind was blowing. It was very dark. The boys couldn’t see anything. They ran across the yard.
Peter ran into a bush.”Bill ! Where are you ?” he called.
“Here ! At the gate.”
They shook the gate and shook it. But it wouldn’t open.
“How are we ging to get out of here ?” Bill asked.
“The ghost is coming ! Run !”
They started to run again. They ran around the fence. But they could not get out.
“I’m going to climb over the fence,” Bill said.
“It’s too high,” Peter said.” You can’t get over it.”
“We got in,” said Bill. “We can get out. Here. Help me.”
Bill started to climb the fence. Peter tried to help him. He held Bill’s foot. But the wind blew hard.
“I’m going to fall,” said Bill.”I’m falling !”
The boys fell into a bush.
“Are you hurt ?” Peter asked. “Are you hurt ?”
Bill did not answer.

THE HAUNTED HOUSE (2)

Peter and Bill were in the old house. The door was locked. They could not go out. They tried to open the windows. But they were locked, too. They went to every room. All the windows were locked.
“I’m afraid,” Peter whispered. “How are we going to get out of here ? It’s getting dark outside.”
“It’s all right. Let’s look at the house,” Bill said. He was afraid, too. But he didn’t want Peter to know it.
They heard the wind outside.
“Ghosts,” said Bill. He tried to laugh. Peter didn’t say anything. Bill started up the stairs. Where are you going ?” Peter called.
“I’m going upstairs. I want to find the ghosts.
Peter ran up the stairs after Bill. Bill opened a door. The room was empty. There were some old magazines on the floor.
“Let’s try to get out again,” Peter whispered.”Maybe we can get out the front door.”
“No, let’s look in this room. I saw the light here.” Bill started to open the door.
Then somebody said,” Who are you ?” What are you doing here ?”The boys were very afraid. They could not speak. They could not move. They waited. Who was in the house with them ?

THE HAUNTED HOUSE (1)

There was an old stone house in Bill’s street. It was empty. It was big, and there were many trees and bushes around it. But the yard was full of weeds and grass.
I saw a light in the old house,” Bill said to his friend Peter.
“Oh, that’s impossible,” Peter said. “Nobody lives there.”
“Yes, I did,” said Bill. “there was alight in one of the windows. I saw it last night.”
“Let’s look at the house,” Peter said. The boys went to the house. There was a high fence around the yard. The gate was locked. They couldn’t open it. Let’s go home,” whispered Peter. “I want to go inside,” Bill said. He found a tree near the fence. He climbed the tree and jumped over the fence. Peter jumped over, too. They walked across the yard. The gras was very tall. Peter fell down.
“Are you hurt ?” Bill asked.
Peter got up,”I’m all right,” he said. “But let’s go home.”
“let’s look inside,” Bill said.
There was a big porch. They went up the steps. But the windows were locked, too. The boys couldn’t get into the house. They walked around it.
“Let’s go home,” Peter whispere again.
“Why are you whispering ? Are you afraid?” asked Bill.
“I’m not afraid. But we shouldn’t be here. Maybe there are ghosts here.”
“Ghosts !” Bill said. He laughed.
Bill tried to open the back door. It was not locked.
“Look !” he said.
He went inside. Peter followed him. They walked across the room. The house was very quiet.
They heard the door slam. Bill ran to the door. He tried to open it. It was locked.

AT THE FARM

Bill and Sally were visiting their Uncle Steve’s farm.
“Look Sally,” Bill called,”Look at the valves.”
“Where ?” asked Sally, “I don’t see them.”
“Over there in the field,” Bill said.
“Oh, yes,” she said, “I see them now.”
“They’re small.”
“Yes, “ said Uncle Steve,”But they grow pretty fast.”
“How many cows do you have, Uncle Steve ?” asked Bill.
“I have forty-four now,” said Uncle Steve. “And seven calves.”
Bill and Sally liked to visit the farm.
They visited Uncle Steve every summer. They liked to come to the farm and see the animals. There were a lot of cows. And there were some horses. Bill liked the horses. He wanted a horse. But he lived in the city. He didn’t have place for a horse.
They walked in the fields. It was a beautiful day. Sally found a lot of small flowers.

Then Bill stopped. He saw a man with a horse. The man was taking the horse back to the house. Bill looked at the horse for a long time.
Uncle Steve said,”Do you want to ride it to the house ?”
“Oh, yes,” Bill said.
Bill got on the horse and rode back to the house. Uncle Steve and Sally walked together.

PLAYING BASKETBALL

“Throw me the ball!”
“Here ! Throw it to me “
They boys are playing basketball. They play games every Tuesday and Thursday in school. Some of the boys are playing baseketball. Some of the boys are playing baseball. They play other games, too. The girls play volleyball and other games.
The bell is ringing. The hour is finished. The boys go into the school. They go to the bathroom and change their clothes. Each boy has a locker. He keeps his clothes and books there.
Fread and Tom are walking home together. They have to study now.
“My brother is going to give me his baseball shoes,” says Tom. “My father is going to buy him some new shoes.”
“Oh, that’s fine. What size are they ?”
“They’re size siven. That’s my size. They’re too small fro my brother.”
“When is he going to give them to you ?”
“When he gets his. That’ going to be net month, I think. Come over after supper and see them.”
“OK. See you then.”
“Good-bye”

FRED MEETS HIS FRIENDS

Fred was riding down the street. He was riding Tom’s bicycle. He didn’t like it. It was old and the light was broken. “But Tome likes it,” he thought. “Tom likes his bicycle, and I like mine.”
He met John at the corner.
“Isn’t that Tom’s bicycle ?” asked John.
“Yes, it is,” said Fred.
“Where’s yours ?”
“Mine is broken”
“Where are you going ?” asked John.
“I’m going to the bookstore.. I want to buy a new workbook. Have you bought yours ? “
“Yes, I bought mine yesterday.”
“See you later, John,” said Fred.
Fred rode to the bookstore. He bought a workbook and started to leave. Then mary came into the store.
“Where is Tom ?” she asked.
“He’s at home,” said Fred.
“Isn’t that his bicycle outside ? “ she asked.
“Yes,” said Fred. “I’m riding it.”
“Where’s yours ?”
“I broke mine last night. I have to hurry now, Mary. So long.”
“Good-bye”