The bike ghost.

by Michaela, age 10

Once I was riding my bike and I saw a shadow whith nothing to make it. Then a girl apeared. She said she died in a car crash on her bike. She wanted her parents. Then we went to her old house. We found a note. It said, come to the attic. We went to the attic. There was a glowing light. Then the ghosts of her parents came. They took her and the bike ghost girl lived happily ever after.