The Crucible Short Story

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I had this really stupid idea to go visit the Lidtke Mill at night. I didn't want to go alone, but my brother and sister wouldn't go with me, so I talked my friends into doing it with me. When we were on our way everyone was scared and didn't know what to do. I wasn't scared at all, but that was until it all happened. We walked in the front door and there was nothing to be scared of, or that's what I thought. We thought it would be cool to go down to the basement, because we heard of the man that got electrocuted. We were just about to go downstairs and then we heard a bang in the kitchen. We all ran into the kitchen to where we found all the pots and pans on the ground. All of a sudden the basement door kept banging and banging. After a while …show more content…

When they turned their heads, the guy was right there in back of him. When they saw them they screamed and ran. I knew that the ghost got sad, or a little mad, because I was the only one who stayed. He finally said, “ I know you want to go, so go “ I said “ But what if I don't want to go? “ Then he just looked at me really weird, like I was a psycho or something. I had a reaction on my face like I didn't care if he was a ghost, he was nice and friendly. I told him that I had to go find my friends, and he just shook his head and nodded. Once I got back from going to get them, and telling them that they don't have to worry, that he was nice and that he won't really hurt us. They were in shock, but I got them to go back into the kitchen. When we go in there, he was just sitting there waiting for us. We were just talking to him for awhile about why everyone thought he was mean, that he would try to hurt them. He said becauses he was electrocuted, and some people thought that energy got into my head and I became psycho. We all felt bad for him, because for so long he had/has no one to talk to or tell them about something. My friends and I stayed there for a while about that, and then we decided to talk about something else, because he was starting to look

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