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Elever p\u00e5 8.trinn har skrevet skumle fortellinger p\u00e5 engelsk, og her skal du f\u00e5 lese flere av dem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What Happened to Kai?<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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As I walk through the woods, this eerie night, my dog started barking at a small shack in the distance. The shack was barely visible through the thick mist, feeding off a peculiar vibe.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cStop barking!\u201d I hissed at Kai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But he kept on barking. Kai was usually very obedient and he always knew right from wrong. In this case, he senses something strange. Kai\u2019s barking stops, so I take this opportunity to slowly approach the shack with him. I stay focused on not stepping on any branches, to eliminate any sort of sound. As the wooden shack gets closer, an odd figure in the shape of a girl appears in a flash, then disappears. My heart stops. Nothing feels right about this situation.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cKai, run!\u201d I shouted, as it echoed throughout the forest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I start gaining pace alongside Kai, while my spine fills with shivers. We take a turn to the left, and continue sprinting through the forest. Kai and I are very deep into the forest, and I feel as if we are being followed. All of a sudden, I hear a loud scream, at such a high pitch, as if a flashbang has just set off. I look behind my shoulder, I see the figured floating and catching up on us. I feel a premonition of death from this bloodthirsty creature. I manage to sprint faster, but it\u2019s too late. I feel a sharp edge start seeping through my back, and my vision turns white. This was the end.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Written by Adam Alexander Pettersson
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The Little Girl in the Castle<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

The little girl in the castle had always been afraid of the dark. In it, she would see gory things. It didn\u2019t help that she often woke up in the middle of the night thirsty. Normally, she would make her way to the kitchen, fill up a glass of water, and hurry back to the safety of her own bedroom. She believed the castle was filled with dark and evil things. One night she was walking in the dimly lit hallway, on her way to the kitchen, when a chill ran up her spine. Suddenly, the whole castle got a lot more eerie than it had been before. For the first time that night, she could hear the wind howling. A feeling of being watched made her pick up her speed. Every once in a while she would turn around, sensing something sinister following her.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Once in the kitchen, she quickly grabbed a glass and filled it up with water. Still with the dreadful feeling of being watched, she hurried back down the hallway she came. When she turned the corner, she stopped, dead in her tracks. There was a woman. A woman dressed in white. She looked like a ghost. The little girl started trembling, spilling water from her glass. Then the woman turned her head. Her face was revolting, her eyes, nothing but black holes, her cheeks, hollow and pale, and her mouth, two pale, thin lips sewn shut with a thin, black, string. The woman smiled at the little girl right before she passed out, and everything went dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Written by Marie Ming Lyngstad<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Haunted Woods<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

It is a dark night. Me and my friends are walking into the black, haunted woods. We are planning to spend the night camping. I felt good about it, till we got into the woods. I was always told to not go into the woods by my parents when I was smaller. I’ve always been scared of going into the woods, but somehow my friends managed to convince me. After walking for about an hour we started hearing strange noises. My friends were just laughing and making jokes about it, but I had this really bad feeling that something evil was happening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I tried to ignore it. The feeling just got worse and worse. We suddenly started hearing something creeping behind us. \u201cI think someone is following us\u201d I whispered quietly. My friends started to panic and tried calling their parents. No signal. All that was going through my head was \u201cwhat could be following us this time of night\u201d. I walked a little bit ahead without noticing. I looked around and everyone was gone. It went dead quiet. My breathing was the only thing I could hear. Suddenly I heard a dreadful scream. I made a run for it. I had no idea where to go. I cant run home, that\u2019s to many miles. Whilst running through the woods I could hear something behind me. I ran as fast as I could, faster than I’ve ever ran before. unexpectedly I tripped on a rock. I fell over and didnt get back up. I thought it was it, everything had come to an end. Until I saw it, a helicopter in the distance. I got up as fast as I could. When I got up I got a little glimpse of what mysterious creature was chasing me. It was big and slimy. It looked human, but it wasn’t. I ran and ran a little more until I jumped up and got hold of a disgusting tree branch. I climbed up the spooky tree as fast as I could, hoping the helicopter would see me, and that it did. The helicopter threw down a rope. I held on and climbed up the rope as quickly as I could. I got up on the helicopter and everything went black. I woke up in the hospital a week later. My friends and the creature were never found and it was now forbidden to walk into those woods. I could still feel that revolting feeling wherever I went.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Written by Kalina Cichon Fraser
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