The Haunted House

The 6-year-olds in Room two have been writing a narrative together.  We call it “The Haunted House”.  (Can you spot our clever puns?)

Once upon a tomb there was a man called Max, who scuttled into a haunted house.  Suddenly he was surrounded by some scary monsters.

“Our house is falling down,” they moaned.

The zombie got a hammer and tried to mend the wall, but his arm fell off and the hammer flew out of the window.  A ghost raised his ghostly hammer but it went right through the wall.

“Let’s fix it with metal,” said the bat.

“Did you say medals?” screeched the witch. 

She waved her wand and a whole lot of medals fell into the room.

“Let’s work together,” said Max.

So the skeleton called all his friends to help.  They put their bones on the haunted house.  The witch did a spell to make the house stay up and the ghost had a stinky socks party.

They all lived happily ever laughter.