It was late one night, and two boys biked to the padlocked gate with a giant P in the middle of it.
"Okay, one picture and we're history." The first boy sighed.
"That's what I'm afraid of." The second boy said nervously.
They crawled under the gate and ran up to a spooky and ornate manor.
"Oh man, do we have to do this?" The second boy groaned as they neared the front door.
"Do you want everyone at school to think that we're chicken?" The first boy asked.
"I can live with that."
"You wuss. Come on."
They went inside and stared at the eccentric-looking entrance hall.
"Aw man...do you see anything?" The second boy asked.
"No, no not a thing." The first boy said.
There was a pause.
"Can we just take the picture and get out of here?" The second boy asked impatiently.
"Fine, fine, here take the picture." The first boy gave the second his camera.
He then walked to the middle of the hall and posed.
"Hey wait a minute, I've got to be in the picture or else no one will believe that I was here." The second boy protested, walking over to the first.
"Just shut up and take the picture." The first boy said exasperatedly.
"No you take it." The second boy pushed the camera towards the first.
"No you take it." The first boy pushed the camera away.
"No you."
"You-"
"Guys guys, don't fight, I'll take the picture." A third voice, a female one, suddenly said as something took the camera away.
The two boys stared at where the camera was floating.
"Say cheese." The female voice said.
"A GHOST!" The two boys suddenly screamed before running away.
The camera was abandoned and the photo, later revealing the scared faces of the two boys, fell forgotten to the floor.