My house. My friends. Sleepover. Everyone tells a story – and it better be scary! So this night, after someone had told a pretty spooky story (I thought) and we were all just recovering, this sneering voice comes from a corner. ‘Call that a scary story?’ I love a good dramatic entrance. Even I ju...
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My Brother’s a Zombie! Hey, this is me, Annie. I’m the one in charge here. I mean, look, every year, it’s my house. My sleepover. My dad who sprays the fake cobwebs on the window. My mum who makes the cake with the black and orange icing and the jel...
(That’s French, not a spelling mistake.) Look, just so you know, this whole Nightmare Club thing was my idea. Because having a nightmare by yourself is kinda scary. But kids sharing their nightmares at a sleepover on Hallowe’en night, when the grown-ups are not around and that spooky knocking fro...
I’m the author. That’s a posh word for writer, in case you don’t know. I’m not posh, but I do like posh words. As well as being the author, I am the hostess. Which means it’s my house where we have the Hallowe’en sleepover every year. A gang of us all get together, girls in the big four-poster be...
Hey! I’m the nice one. The rest of them are all right, I suppose, but I’m the one people really like. Some say it’s my great big witchy house they like. Some say it’s my deep, dark, spidery basement with the window that keeps opening and closing no matter how tightly I latch it. Others say it’s r...