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| Basements and Things By Leah Rohde, Age 10 One Day I was in my basement and suddenly the lights went out. We lived in a small home, very small, like a cottage. I was terrified o fthe basement but somehow that is where I was when the lights went out. it was storming outside so all i could see was the sudden flashes through the window as it lightening outside. I felt someone push me from behind. I screamed in terror but it was just my brother Kyle. I went to the furnace and looked inside and all I could see was fire. Little demon firebugs jumped out and ran around the basement giggling. An old trunk slid across the floor and made a screeching sound and our sleds slid down the stairs then then back up again. We then heard glass breaking and the lights came on. We wondered what had happened. Nobody believed our story so we looked for the broken glass. we searched everywhere buth there was none. Later that night we were watching "Charlie Brown' on television and the door know started to turn. It went back and forth in a wild manner and we heard thumping like the sound of a window opening and closing. We went to look outside after getting over the fear of thinking someone was trying to come into our home, but there was nothing there. it had just snowed but there were no footprints. How could this all be? These stories really happened but nobody ever believed us. Was it just our imaginations or real, with no explanations. I believe it was a little of both. |