By and copyright of Owen Quinn
Suddenly, Diamond Sparkle snapped awake as something teased her senses. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up and looked out the window. She could see the forest of sleeping butterflies. It was dark and the moon wasn’t full. Suddenly, something caught her attention. Leaning closer so her eyes could focus, she gasped.
There, floating among the trees above the ground were three white figures. They looked exactly like the things they had drawn for the classroom. It looked like white sheets moving through the air. They were glowing with an unearthly light just like in the stories.
She ducked down beneath the windowsill, hoping they could not come through her glass windows. They came closer. She held her breath.
After a few minutes, Diamond carefully peeked out was relieved there was nothing there. side.
Quickly, Diamond jumped back under her quilt and shut her eyes tight.
Mrs Squirrel was wrong.
The ghosts were real, and they had come to steal the candy buckets on Halloween.
