Spooky House by LNA

One day, when I was at school, the other teachers were talking about an old theater that was on Como Mountain. 
"I hear it's haunted," said Mrs. Darden. 
"That's poppycock, "said Mrs. Beaty. 
"I got an idea," said Mr. Kondro.
"What?" asked the other teachers.
"We'll go up there and see for ourselves." Mr. Kondro said.
"reat dea," said Mrs. Kranjcec.
"But, when do we go?" asked Mrs. Turner.
"How about Saturday?" Mr. Gardner said.
"Why not!" said Mrs. Bailey.
"OK!" They all said.
I even decided to to go.

Saturday, we all got in a bus and went up the hill to check out the theater.  Then we all heard screaming and saw a little kid hiding in the back of the bus.
"Who are you?" Mr. K said. But the kid just kept screaming.
"Oh well," said Mrs. Pual. 
"Just leave him here," said Mr. Lee.
Then we all got out of the bus.  There were some weird things there!  Homeless people and half buried bodies.  Mrs. Henderson and Mrs. Hanselman stumbled over some!

We got into the theater.  There were more homeless and half buried bodies.  Mrs. Davis, Mrs. Frisky and Mrs. Watts looked up and stayed very still.
"Why are they doing that?" asked Ms. Thiel.
"There are ghosts flying arund if you'd look up," said Mrs. Paul.

Next there were dogs and cats fighting for food.  It looked like body parts!  Mrs. Dutcher and Ms Donovan settled that!  Mrs. Satalick started singing spooky songs.  Mrs. Reck wasn't really scared because she was busy reading a book.

We had enough, so we went back to the bus.  The kid was still screaming. "Why are you screaming?" Mr. Sandberg demanded.

The kid screamed, "It's the Devil's Playhouse!"

To be continued...