Never mind them watermelons
Well now, old Sam Gibb, he didn’t believe in ghosts. Not one bit. Everyone in town knew the old log cabin back in the woods was haunted, but Sam Gibb just laughed whenever folks talked about it. Finally, the blacksmith dared Sam Gibb to spend the night in the haunted log cabin. If he stayed there until dawn, the blacksmith would buy him a whole cartload of watermelons. Sam was delighted. Watermelon was Sam’s absolute favorite fruit. He accepted the dare at once, packed some matches and his pipe, and went right over to the log cabin to spend the night.
Sam went into the old log cabin, started a fire, lit his pipe, and settled into a rickety old chair with yesterday’s newspaper. As he was reading, he heard a creaking sound. Looking up, he saw that a gnarled little creature with glowing red eyes had taken the seat beside him. It had a long, forked tail, two horns on its head, claws at the ends of its hands, and sharp teeth that poked right through its large lips.
“There aren’t nobody here tonight except you and me,” the creature said to old Sam Gibb. It had a voice like the hiss of flames. Sam’s heart nearly stopped with fright. He leapt to his feet.
“There aren’t going to be nobody here but you in a minute,” Sam Gibb told the gnarled creature. He leapt straight for the nearest exit – which happened to be the window – and hi-tailed it down the lane lickety-split. He ran so fast he overtook two rabbits being chased by a coyote. After one minute, Sam was hi-tailed it down, and he saw a men who wear a hood was stay under a tree. Sam can’t saw him face, when he walk to him, that man asked Sam:” why are you running so fast?” “Because….because……”Sam panted. “Because there are a gnarled little creature is running after you, right?” “Why …why you know that.” Sam asked and afraid of looking at him. “Because, that’s me!!” The man putted up his head and opened big mouth. He turned on Sam like a tiger, and bite his neck.
“You’re making pretty good speed for an old man,” said the creature to old Sam Gibb, “but you can’t leave again!” Sam felt his body was pain like got fire. He can felt his blood was blowout from neck, he was despairing. “Oh my God! I will dead here!!!” Sam said it in his heart.
“Don’t touch me, I don’t want to die!!!!!!!” Sam exclaimed and opened eyes. He found that he was still at the old log cabin and the newspaper is still in his hand. “Oh my God, it just a dream.” Sam settled on the chair with a small sigh of relief. At this time, he heard a creaking sound. Looking up, he saw that a gnarled little creature with glowing red eyes had taken the seat beside him. It has the same appearance as the creature in his dream.
“There aren’t nobody here this dawn except you and me,” the creature said to old Sam Gibb, and its claw was griping Sam’s neck……