The figure on the mountain - Part IV

It was five o' clock in the morning and I couldn 't sleep any longer I was upset with what had happened. So, I turned my comuter on and I found information on that old castle on the mountain. It seem that the owner of the castle had been murdered. His name was Andrew Shelton. Althought it was so early, I called my friends. They were restless too and they had already done their reasearch on the net. According to the legend this man was the richest man of the country. He had no children, but one day he was found underground. His hands and feet were tied. The poor man was dead, murdered by someone who wanted his money.


We decided to go back to the mountain. We went straight to the graveyard. We started looking for his grave. We finally found it. But what was that on the ground, over the grave? There was a note. Alice picked it up and read 'Thank you children. You set me free and now my spirit can at last rest".


It was then when we realished that the man we found was the gost of the rich man!

THE END

The figure on the mountain - Part III

The man led us to the remains of the castle. It was very old and we couldn 't see anything. We stood outside a gigantic wooden gate. The man pushed the door hard but it creaked because it was so old. We could hardly see in the dark, so the man lit a torch. Although we should be afraid, we trusted him. There was something innocent about him. "This was my house", he said. "But how? This is a castle, an ancient castle". The man repied "Don 't ask why, you will find out about me soon, very soon". Then, the man took the torch, walked for a while and he suddenly disappeared. We stayed speachless in the dark. It was late and we had to go back.

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The figure on the mountain - Part IΙ

So, I went behind the tree and I suddenly fell down in a hole. The children heard my voice "Ah!! Help!!". It was totally dark, I couldn't see a thing. Everything was blur. It took me a few minutes to get used to the dark. When I finally saw where I was, I noticed a man standing a few metres away. I was surprised and terrified at the same time. His hands and feet were tied. He looked old and tired. He seemed very scared. "Can you untie me?", he asked. "Yes of course!" I answered. I didn't know who he was but he seemed harmless. I was curious so I asked "Who are you? What are you doing here? Who has tied you up?". The old man touched his head and remained silent.

Before he answered I heard my friends calling my name "Paul, Paul, are you there? Are you OK?". "Yes, I am down here and I 'm fine. There is a man here next to me. Can you find something to pull us up?". I heard my friends looking for a rope and after a while they pulled us up. It was hard and dangerous but we did it.

When my friends made sure I was safe and sound they turned to the old man. "Who are you?". The old man looked at us mysteriously and he said "Follow me"...

The figure on the mountain - Part I

It was Saturday morning, and there was no school, so I decided to go jogging. I called my friends and we all went to the mountain.

It was cloudy and the forest was dark.  We were talking to each other when we realised that we had lost our way.

Suddenly, we heard a soft voice calling us.  It was coming from a graveyard, next to some ancient ruins, the remains of a castle.  We were very curious, so we went closer.  The soft voice kept calling us:  " Children, children, come here!  Don't be scared!".  We moved forward but we couldn't see anyone.

It was quite foggy, however we clearly saw a small figure walking behind a tree.  My friend Alice screamed and we were all scared. My friends wanted to go home, but I wanted to see who this figure was.  So, I went behind the tree and I suddenly ...