One stormy night I took my umbrella and went outside. I went to the graveyard where I took a shovel and I dug a hold where my grandma and grandpa are buried. I opened the coffin and there was a mummy. I opened the wrappings and there was a moldy skeleton. There was lots of blood in it’s tummy. There was a knife stuck there. I ran to my neighbors and rang the doorbell. No one answered. So I went inside. There was a weird thing on the wall. It was a bat. The ceiling wasn’t high so I jumped up. I caught its wing in my hand. I opened the door. I threw it out. I closed the door. I went upstairs. I went to teh dad’s room. Instead of the dad on the bed, there was a big coffin. I carefully opened it. Dracula was lying in it. I was scared. I ran home. I told my mom. My mom said, “Don’t go in their dad’s room.”