The Ghost Hunter
One day my mam and I were in Dundrum, in Dublin. My mam was there to shop but I was there to do one thing and one thing only... ghost hunting.
There had been reports of ghosts been spotted around these areas and I was the one going to catch one. After a long hour I finally spotted one. I went to jump on it but I just went straight through it. I took out my ghost gun but it was gone. I looked everywhere, it was behind me. I shot it twice and sucked it into a container. I had done it at last!
One day my mam and I were in Dundrum, in Dublin. My mam was there to shop but I was there to do one thing and one thing only... ghost hunting.
There had been reports of ghosts been spotted around these areas and I was the one going to catch one. After a long hour I finally spotted one. I went to jump on it but I just went straight through it. I took out my ghost gun but it was gone. I looked everywhere, it was behind me. I shot it twice and sucked it into a container. I had done it at last!
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