Haunted House
When I was 8, my brother Nicholas told me that the house across the street was haunted. He dared me to throw a rock through one of the windows.
So I found the perfect rock I threw it through the window, and it shattered. I ran home through the field. I was so terrified that the ghosts would chase after me.
Nicholas still makes fun of me for being so scared of ghosts.
ideas for my movie; hmm...
storystorystory:
1.) throwing the rock into the haunted house across my street
2.) making mud forts with my best friend, Naomi
3.) getting lost in the snow with dad
actionactionaction:
- digging a hole
- wide shot of running? across the field
- making a sandwich with random things (glue, dirt, etc.) shot of just hands and torso
storystorystory:
1.) throwing the rock into the haunted house across my street
2.) making mud forts with my best friend, Naomi
3.) getting lost in the snow with dad
actionactionaction:
- digging a hole
- wide shot of running? across the field
- making a sandwich with random things (glue, dirt, etc.) shot of just hands and torso
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