The Ghost Behind Bars
By: Evan Schwartzentruber
The Ghost Behind Bars
There once lived a happy ghost, that always liked to do things. This particular ghost's name is Frank.
One day Frank and his girlfriend were out in a park, to settle to rest, for all the hardworking they've done. They both had a job, Franks job was to mop the floor at 7 Eleven (a gas station), and Marcie's job (his girlfriends name... she's also a ghost) was a fashion job, at Country Market. They lived in a ghost-town (no, they seriously did) with not much ghosts' to talk to. The pop. of people in this town is 0, the pop. of ghosts' is 599.
When Frank hovered to his job, he said hi to all of his employee friends that worked with him, and then he ran into The Boss. "How are you doin, Mr B.?" Frank asked.
"I'm doing good. How is your day?" Mr Boss asked in a scornful voice, "My day is nice!" Frank said happily, "Today I-"
"I don't care where you went to or what you went to get. You're aways laying around!" Mr. Boss yelled, "You never do your job!"
"But-" No buts! You're FIRED!"
Walking out of the building, Frank muttered, "I didn't need that job anyways. I was just about to-" Frank stopped. He saw his girlfriend in a alleyway kissing another dude. He felt terrible. He just lost his job and now his girlfriend! He couldn't take this horrible day anymore.
He wanted payback on his boss. He went to pack. He got a bandanna, a banana gun, and a pair of swim-trunks. He hovered to the store, then right when he went through the door, he saw his friends all sad and out of spirits. He suddenly felt sorry for them but also for him, he felt hungry, so as usual when he had his job he would grab a fudge-stick out of the ice-cream fridge. He did, and the Mr. Boss saw him, he yelled out, THIEF, THIEF. Frank didn't know what to do, he just put his hand over his head, because right then, the cops came up from under the ground.