The Cursed costumes

It was the day before Halloween. My brothers, Roby, Jack, and I were all looking around for some costumes. We were all going to match for Halloween, so we picked something we all liked. We stumbled upon a skeleton costume that could glow in the dark.

When we went to check out the costumes, it did not scan. In fact, there was no barcode. Since it did not scan, we walked out of the store with the costumes. We went home not knowing what was going to happen to us.

The next day, we woke up to see our costumes gone. We were confused, not knowing where it went. We saw this slimy, glowing green track of slime. We followed it until it led to our closet. Not knowing what to do, we went inside. It was dark and we couldn’t see anything. Roby turned on the light, and there it was. It was right there, the three glowing costumes. As we were going to grab them, we heard a loud bang behind us. Before we knew it, we were locked in.

We started banging on the door as loudly as possible. Jack began to scream, but it was no use. I said to myself, “Are we going to miss Halloween?” It was night, and still we were not out. Everything hurt. I suggested we wear the costumes to see if anything would happen to us. We wore them but felt a strong force holding us before we knew it; we were shaking, uncontrollably, then it stopped. I walked through the wall, so surprised. We all came rushing downstairs to call our mom, but she didn’t see or hear us. That is when we knew that we were ghosts.