Dad, Mum, I don't want to stay here! Let's move out! This house is creepy! I begged my parents with tears in my eyes. It had been a week since we moved in. The ghost had since moaned distressingly every_______night.

My neighbour, Malcolm, revealed to me that the house I lived in was actually _______.

That night, the moaning started again when the clock struck midnight. I was so _______that I quickly hid under my blanket, as still as a mouse.

I could hear my frantic heartbeat as I perspired under the blanket. As time passed, I calmed down. I listened intently. The voice became clearer and sounded all too _______.

At once, all my _______ subsided. I jumped out of bed and crept to the backyard quietly.

There the 'ghost' was, with _______underneath a white sheet. I moved closer, took a deep breath and roared at the top of my voice.