My experiment continues, but I am getting close to the end.
I passed 10,000 words for the entire story with this post which would make for a decent size chapter book for elementary students.I am working on a new book, while also writing this story. This is going to be a chapter book for elementary students, think Goosebumps.
I am writing this story without an outline and putting up the story as I finish each part.
I am enjoying getting to know these characters and setting. I am also doing this to prove to myself that a story can be written quickly and without an outline.Click here for part 1, part 2, part 3,part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11,part 12, part 13, part 14 , part 15 ,part 16, part 17, part 18, part 19 , part 20, part 21, part 22, part 23
In part 23, The boys hear a voice speaking in their room.
Part 24 There's our Ghost
Irving and Alec ran out the bedroom and down the stairs. Somehow they magically didn’t knock over any of Irving’s grandfather’s maritime decorations. They bolted down the stairs screaming. They turned the corner and ran down the hall towards Irving’s grandparent’s room. Mr. Williams was already up and in the hallway.
“What is all the noise?” asked Mr. Williams.
“We heard the voice in our room!” Irving could barely get the words out.
The rest of the house came alive as Irving’s parents ran down the stairs, “What is the problem? Have you two lost your mind?” Irving’s dad was furious.
“Yes, can you two explain why you felt the need to wake up the entire house?” Irving’s mother glared at them. “If you two woke Lucas up, so help me!” Her finger pointed at both of them.
“But I am telling you, we heard the voice and it responded to us,” Irving pleaded.
“What voice?” Irving’s mother asked.
“The voice of the ghost we heard at the lighthouse,” Irving replied.
“What ghost?” Irving’s dad asked.
Mr. Williams put his hands up in the air, “The boys went ghost hunting with me at the lighthouse.”
“What?!” screamed Irving’s mother. “Ghost hunting!”
“Oh, Grant you didn’t tell them?” Irving’s grandmother looked at him. Mr. Williams was now just as in much trouble as the boys were.
“But wait, did you hear the voice in your room?” Mr. Williams asked once more.
“Yeah, we were turning out the lights when it happened,”Irving replied.
“Yes, it’s true,” said Alec.
“Well, I’m going to go up there to see what I can find,” and Mr. Williams barreled past everyone. He lumbered past the diving suit and then up the stairs. He ran into the bedroom where the boys had been. He turned on the lights. The rest of the family walked into the room. He looked around the room and didn’t say anything.
“What are you looking for Grant?” Irving’s grandmother asked. He didn’t say anything and he kept looking around the room. Suddenly there was a loud crash outside of the window. Mr. Williams ran to the window and look out to the backyard, where the large tree was located. There was Adam lying on the ground.
“What’s my brother doing out there?” asked Alec.
“Did someone say Adam was here?” said Carrie, Irving’s older sister, after wandering out of her room.
Irving rolled his eyes, “Of course, you’re up now when we mention Adam.”
“Yeah, we run around screaming you don’t do a thing, mention Adam and you’re up,” Alec said.
“But why is Adam out in the backyard?” Carrie asked one more time.
“Because there is our ghost,” Mr. Williams pointed to Adam out in the yard.