Spine-Tingling Stories

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Goosebumps guaranteed!

Eight spine-tingling stories especially written for big boys and girls. Texts full of mystery and suspense with lively illustrations to help your child discover the pleasure of reading on their own.

Ideal for ages 6 to 9

Included in this volume:
- The Hideous Ghost
- Adi and the Great White Tiger
- The Brave Lighthouse Keeper
- A Cure for Hiccups
- Oliver and the Ogress
- A Scary Weekend
- The Giant Iceman
- Little Footsteps in the Night

Each story is also available individually in digital format.


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Publié par
Date de parution 19 décembre 2012
Nombre de visites sur la page 26
EAN13 9782215121978
Langue English

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The last tourist to visit Castle MacAdam in Scotland still hadn’t stopped shaking. He had been touring the main hall when an icy wind blew through a doorway that made his hair stand on end. A long white shadow floated across the floor. He could hear its raspy breathing and smell its unbearable rotten stench. The tourist trembled from head to toe. And when the ghost revealed his twisted, grimacing face, the tourist screamed so loud you could hear him the all way to China! He had never seen anything so hideously ugly. Ever since that day, no one has visited Castle MacAdam. Even the other ghosts don’t dare go there! The nearby village hadn’t seen any tourists in ages.
But one day, a boy arrived in the village. “My master sent me to ask if you would take him to Castle MacAdam,” he said. “Is he mad?” was the reply. “Has he never heard of the ghost of Castle MacAdam?” “Oh, yes!” answered the boy. “Indeed, Master Sullivan believes he can even get rid of the ghost.” The villagers were very interested to hear that… but not one of them was brave enough to go anywhere near the castle. “We’ll give you directions,” someone suggested, “and you can take your master there yourself.”
A moment later, the boy had returned to his old master. “No one is willing to take us to the castle, but I know how to get there,” he said. “Perfect! Let’s go.” The boy took the old man’s arm and they set off down the road. But the closer they got to the castle, the less confident the boy felt.
“Are you trembling?” asked Master Sullivan. “It’s just… ,” the boy mumbled, “… it’s just they say the MacAdam ghost is so hideous.” “Is the castle much further?” “It’s just beyond the bend in the road.” “Well then, you return to the village,” Master Sullivan instructed him, “and come back to get me in three hours.” The boy didn’t need to be asked twice. He ran off as fast as his legs could carry him.
In the meantime, old Sullivan calmly took out his bagpipes and began to play a rousing song. It had an immediate effect: all at once an icy wind enveloped the old man. Then a terrible stench filled the air. Master Sullivan bravely went on playing. The shadow of the MacAdam ghost came close and suddenly thundered, “Who dares to disturb me?”
“It’s me!” replied Master Sullivan calmly. “But don’t I scare you?” said the astonished ghost, his face twisted with anger. “Not at all,” said the old man. “But I’m so hideously ugly! I’m the most frightening ghost in all of Scotland. Boo! ah ha ha!” “I don’t think so.” “What do you mean? Watch this!” said the ghost. And he swiveled his head around like a corkscrew! “I don’t think you’re all that ugly,” repeated Master Sullivan.
“You liar!” fumed the ghost in great annoyance. “If you really were so hideous, I would already have run away,” continued the old man. “Take a look for yourself,” he added, pulling a large mirror out of his bag. The ghost snatched it from his hand and looked at himself in the mirror. What he saw there was so horrible he let out a great shriek and ran so far far away that no one ever saw him again.