It was a glorious day in the town of boston,at least for a youngster of the age of 6 and his brother and cousins.It was the last day of school.All year long we heard of how the house on bunker hill was haunted and how even the older kid went around it,rather than by it to get to school. we all thought it was crazy there were no such things as ghosts.one day on the way to school we went buy the house on bunker hill to see what all the kids were afraid of.Well it was a scary looking place and you could almost feel it calling out to you.I am so lonly here on the hill witrh no one to play with.prety wierd huh!But we all agried one day we would go up there and check it out.Well tomorro was that day.We all agried the first day of summer vacation that was when we were going to do it.Finaly it was morning and the cousinn came by and we all left to thate a look at the house on bunker hill.