Jimmy And the Haunted Mansion
By Brennan Ison
Jimmy Thomason was visiting his grandmother’s house. She lived a few streets away and his parents allowed him to go by himself if he stayed on the sidewalk. He passed the Old Robinson Estate. The family was killed in a robbery about 50 years ago and their ghosts are said to haunt the house. Jimmy never liked the looks of the house.
When he got close, Jimmy ran past the estate and suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his leg. Stung AGAIN! He reached into his backpack for his epinephrine auto-injector and pressed in the medicine. Soon the swelling went down. He quickly arrived at his grandmother’s house and as he walked in the door, he told his grandmother what happened. She glanced down and saw that his leg looked fine.
Jimmy asked his grandmother about the Old Robinson Estate. As she told the story, she said that the Robinsons’ fortune still lies in the attic because of the spirits trapped in the house. She mentioned that a group of construction workers were going to tear down the house and make a new mini-mall. Jimmy liked that idea since he didn’t like the looks of the place.
After Jimmy went to bed, he thought about the estate and he knew what he had to do!
Jimmy put his epinephrine auto-injector in his pants pocket, went downstairs and asked for permission. He headed to the estate and walked up the sidewalk to the front gate. It wasn’t locked!
Slowly, Jimmy went up the steps and to the front door. He opened the door and after investigating the hallway, he found the attic door and saw a long stairwell.
At the top of the stairs, he saw the safe, cracked open. He saw a bag and he quickly grabbed it. As he turned, he stepped on a shovel, which flung a ball into the air and hit a hornet’s nest. Running down the stairs, he felt something sharp hit his arm. Then he heard buzzing. He ran as fast as he could out the front door.
When Jimmy reached down to his pants to get his epinephrine auto-injector, it was gone. He went back in the house and saw it on the stairs, but he couldn’t reach it.
As he lay on the floor, Jimmy saw a white figure walk toward him holding the epinephrine auto-injector. The figure put it into Jimmy’s hand and said, “I believe this belongs to you.” Then the figure disappeared.
Jimmy injected the medicine into his thigh. After a few minutes, he went back to his grandmother’s house, showed her the fortune and told her the story.
Three days later, Jimmy told the press about his experience in the house. The construction was halted and they decided to build the mini-mall somewhere else.
Jimmy was happy because he knew the people who lived in the house were still living there today. They were good ghosts, and he knew there was nothing to fear at the Old Robinson Estate anymore.