It was a dark and stormy night. Ok, well actually, it was a bright and sunny afternoon when I noticed a blue ghost in my front yard.
When he reached the ball, he lifted up his disguise and I got my first glimpse of the ghost’s face. Apprehension penetrated my veins.
Before I knew it he started coming at me. Right at me. Then that poor little ghost tripped right up the bank.
Befuddled with irritation, he tried to resume his threat, but I knew better. I knew this was a nice ghost.
He meandered around my front yard some more.
Then walked back down the bank, this time toga-style. Didn’t you know it’s the latest in ghost fashion trending on Pinterest?
The Banter Lady