Haunted Carly

By Kathi Walker

It’s Halloween time, and Carly has her heart set on chatting with a ghost. Bobby thinks she’s crazy, but an adventure is an adventure, so he travels with Carly to an abandoned house for some good old fashioned ghost hunting. The house is filled with mysterious noises and unexplained drafts. Carly and Bobby just need to find out if any of them are caused by a ghost, and if so…who is it?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dragon Monkey
• Release date: Oct 24, 2022
• ISBN: 1955600058

Book preview

Let’s Go To A Haunted House

Carly and her friend Amy strolled down the street. Neither girl was in a hurry to get home from school. The October air felt a little cool on their cheeks, but the sun still shone down on their heads, warming their hair and arms.

Nearly every house on the street sported Halloween decorations. The girls walked by scary pumpkins, grinning skeletons, cackling witches, and flying ghosts. Leaves crunched underfoot.

I want to be a ballerina this year, Amy said. Or a princess.

You were a princess last year, Carly reminded her.

I can be a different kind of princess,

I guess, Carly replied. But there are so many costumes. Why would you want to be the same thing twice?

What are you going to be this year? Amy asked.

I dunno. A witch, maybe?

I don’t know why you’d want to be an ugly old witch, Amy said as she brushed a fallen leaf from her hair.

Carly turned and glared at Amy. I didn’t say ugly or old. I’ll be a young, beautiful witch.

Carly turned her head to sulk a little bit, but as she turned the abandoned house on the corner caught her eye. She ran up to the rickety fence.

Don’t you ever want to go inside and see what it’s like? she asked Amy.

Amy shivered. No! she replied. Why would I want to go in that scary old place? I bet it’s full of spiders. And ghosts,

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Carly just looked more interested when Amy mentioned ghosts. If there are ghosts, do you think we could talk to them? That would be so cool!

I swear, Carly, you get weirder every day, Amy huffed. You can go in and chat with the ghosts if you want. I’m going home to talk to my real mom and my real sister.

Amy threw Carly a disgusted look, turned the corner, and marched down the sidewalk toward home.

Carly stood in front of the old house and watched an upstairs shutter flap in the wind. A cloud moved over the sun, casting the street into shadow. Suddenly the house seemed a lot scarier than it had just a minute ago.

Carly turned and walked thoughtfully down the street. She started walking faster and faster,