I layed back in the hot sun. It was a beatiful day at my beachouse, as always. My friend, Karen, and I were catching up on our tans. "Celineeeeee!" I heard my bratty six-year-old sister, Tina, yell. "I'm busy!" I called back. That was the truth. She came running with her pail. "Let's go look for crabs!" she said, excitly. I slowly stood up. "Alright, alright," I said. "Karen, do you want to go?" "Sure!" she said, getting up. "Let's go." The three of us made our way to the rocky layers with coral surroundings. "There's one! Tina yelled. She grabbed it quickliy. We stayed out there for a couple of hours, finding tons of crabs. My mother's rule was keeping the crabs for two days, then letting them go. "You know," Karen said, as we were walking back to the beachouse, "there's a myth I heard that at midnight on a beach-" I interuppted. "You know I don't believe in that stuff." Karen sighed. "But I swear this one is true. Just listen for once, okay?" I kicked my sandel off and sprawled onto the sand. "Okay," I said. "Shoot." Karen sat down beside me. "At midnight at a beach," she said, "one person is sacrificed every 10 years to the ghost meal of that school that burned down like 100 years ago or whatever. And tonight is the night." I laughed. "Good one," I said, heading for the door. "I'm getting a lemonade, want anything?" Karen sighed. "No," she said. "I can't believe you don't believe me. Just wait, you will." I shrugged and went inside........ I tossed and turned on the top bunk of the bed in the beachouse. Karen slept on the bottom. It was late, we had stayed up to watch a really kool movie. now I couldn't fall asleep. The reason was like this moaning outside, like a ghost looking for something, but I knew it was a dog or something. I didn't believe in ghosts, and never would...11:59, I sighed. I just couldn't sleep! Karen was dreaming, and I was wide awake, but somehow I finally fell asleep....I yawned. Morning. I turned around and scremed at the top of my lungs. Tina, was tied to a pole, getting ready to be eaten by GHOSTS!!! I jumped down and tried to wake up Karen. "KAREN!" I yelled. "Wake up! Tina is a sacrifice!!!" She rolled over, half asleep. "Good for her," and went back to sleep. I ran out of the house onto the beach. THey were about to light the fire, and I jumped in front. "DON'T!" I cried out. "TAKE ME INSTEAD!" One of the ghost giggled. "Sorry, Celine, but Tina already has the part of the sacrifice in the play." 
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