Don't Go Up Haunted Hill... or Else!

Don't Go Up Haunted Hill... or Else!

Lizzy Rockwell, I. K. Swobud

Language: English

Pages: 2

ISBN: 2:00203381

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Chris, Cosby, and their dog Foster are going trick-or-treating. But the big kids tell them not to go up to the house on Haunted Hill. “It’s haunted!” they say. But when Foster chases a cat up that very hill, Chris and Cosby are forced to follow! What will they find in the spooky old house on Haunted Hill?

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Text and illustrations copyright © 1999 by Random House, Inc. Cover illustration copyright © 2008 by Lizzy Rockwell. All rights reserved. Published in the United States by Random House Children’s Books, a division of Random House LLC, New York, a Penguin Random House Company. Originally published in a slightly different form by Golden Books, an imprint of Random House Children’s Books, a division of Random House, Inc., New York, in 1999. Pictureback, Random House and colophon, and Please Read

Marvin costume. Their dog, Foster, was a cat. They waited outside for the big kids. Suddenly they heard a scary voice. A ghost, a witch, and a monster jumped out from behind the bushes. “Yikes!” said Chris and Cosby. “Woof !” said Foster. The ghost, the witch, and the monster pulled off their masks. “Ha, ha, ha,” they laughed. The boy in the ghost costume was Brad. “Don’t be scared,” he said. “All the real ghosts are up on Haunted Hill.” The kids started on Shady Lane.

“There he is!” said Cosby. Through the moonlight, they saw Foster chasing the black cat. At the top of the hill, they found Foster on the front porch of the old house. He barked and scratched at the door. “Shh!” whispered Chris. “Come on, Foster,” Cosby said nervously. “Let’s get out of here!” Just then the door creaked open.… Four eyes peeked out.… “Goodness gracious!” said an old lady. She was holding the black cat. “I’m so very glad to see you. You’re the only trick-or-treaters

“There he is!” said Cosby. Through the moonlight, they saw Foster chasing the black cat. At the top of the hill, they found Foster on the front porch of the old house. He barked and scratched at the door. “Shh!” whispered Chris. “Come on, Foster,” Cosby said nervously. “Let’s get out of here!” Just then the door creaked open.… Four eyes peeked out.… “Goodness gracious!” said an old lady. She was holding the black cat. “I’m so very glad to see you. You’re the only trick-or-treaters

“There he is!” said Cosby. Through the moonlight, they saw Foster chasing the black cat. At the top of the hill, they found Foster on the front porch of the old house. He barked and scratched at the door. “Shh!” whispered Chris. “Come on, Foster,” Cosby said nervously. “Let’s get out of here!” Just then the door creaked open.… Four eyes peeked out.… “Goodness gracious!” said an old lady. She was holding the black cat. “I’m so very glad to see you. You’re the only trick-or-treaters

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