Plz give me the funny story
Because my class teacher said me to write the funny story that's why i am telling u to gave me a funny stories
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A Funny Ghost Story 4B Lai Tsui Ting
Heavy fog covered the street while I was going back home from school. Since
there was nobody in the street, I felt a little bit scared. I walked slowly because I
couldn’t see the street clearly.
When I passed a rubbish bin, someone tapped on my shoulder from behind.
You couldn’t imagine how shocked and frightened I was at that time. I turned around
to see who it was but I couldn’t see anybody! In fact, I saw a large mouse that was
transparent and it said hi to me. I was speechless. I ran home as fast as I could.
After I arrived home, I told my family about this incident but they didn’t believe
it. I was so upset because they all said it was my imagination and told me not to tell
lies again. So I went back to my bedroom and wanted to go to bed.
“How are you doing?” said ‘someone’ that was standing on my desk. I believed
that my face turned white at that time. I could do nothing but scream. Since the
ghost noticed that I was afraid, it introduced itself to me in a soft voice. It’s name
was Mickey and it died two years ago. In fact, it was starved to death. The reason
why it followed me was that the smell of the hamburger in my school bag attracted
it. I felt surprised as it looked kind.
In the following days, we became friends. Everyone thought ghosts were
terrifying, evil and ugly. However, Mickey was different. It was kind, interesting and
cute. It gave me happiness and changed my life. For example, it played some tricks
on my classmates. I loved to be with this new friend because we had a lot of fun.
One day, heavy fog covered the street while I was walking back home from
school again. Suddenly, someone tapped on my shoulder. However, this time it
wasn’t Mickey. It was a robber! He asked me for money in a low voice. I was afraid
because he was holding a knife, so I took out my wallet. At that moment, Mickey
appeared and shouted at the robber. The robber felt scared and ran away quickly.
How could I thank this kind and helpful friend for saving me? The only thing I
could think of was saying thank you. Although Mickey was a ghost, the friendship
between us was more meaningful than that between people. Mickey was the
loveliest ghost I could ever fi nd.
The street was covered by fog...
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