The nice old bloody lady
Chapter 1: The Giant Spider
The door opened, but lets go back to were it began. There was a man named James and his friend Seamus, who both loved to camp. One day James drove to Seamus's house, to tell him what he had just heard.
"Seamus, a friend of my brother's told me that there was an amazing forest in which we could go camping. What do you say, want to go? Look, he even got a picture of it.
Seamus took the picture, and saw it carefully.
"No, really, I can't go camping because I've got so many things to do and"
"Come on, just like old times." James interrupted Seamus.
Seamus put a look in his face, which James surely knew what it meant.
"Oh, okay, first thing tomorrow?"
"Yes."
Next day, they went to the forest. It was dark and cold, so they spent half an hour trying to make a fire. They were just going to sleep, when they heard something through the forest. Then something grabbed James's foot. It was a giant spider. Seamus shot the giant spider with an old musket that he had saved for emergencies. The spider let go of James's foot, but it was still alive. They ran for a long time, (James was slower, because of the injured leg, where he had been bitten by the giant spider.), then the spider died in the journey. They stopped when they saw a small wooden house, with no windows. They were hungry, and it was a long journey back to the campsite.
"I think we should ask the owner of this house for us to stay at least tonight here." Said James.
"I think you're right, I'm starving:" Said Seamus.
So James knocked on the door. It opened and …