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The Wishing Well Part One
by Kaitlyn


Hi, my name is Cassandra Millan. This is my very scary STORY!! One day I was just reading my book from the library on my porch. It was really good but I kept getting distracted because I kept hearing a CLINK, CLINK, CLUNK, CLINK. It sounded like a coin being dropped. I began being frightened. It didn't stop. It had been going on for about an hour by now, so I got sick of it and I stood up.

"WHO'S THERE?!" No answer. "HELLO?" Again no answer. Just clink, clunk, clink clunk. I finally decided to take a look around. It was a new house we had just moved in, so I didn't know it well. I came to a circle of trees around a thing that looked like a well! I slipped between the trees and looked down the hole. I wanted to see how deep it was, so I picked up a stone and threw it down the hole. One second deep. Two second deep. Three second deep. Four seconds deep. Five seconds deep. It took so long to hit the bottom that it must have been unending.

My brother Jimmy had now come out of the house wondering where I was. I was 12 and he was 15 at the time. I showed him the well and he tried the deepness thing. We were very adventurous, so hearing that there was no splash at the bottom, we got our mountain climbing gear out and hid it for the next day. I was extremely happy. It was June. Only the beginning and it was only June 10th.

Even though I'm older now, I remember everything so clearly about the house, very old, raggedy, shaky, but beautiful.

WAIT FOR PART 2!

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