Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Ghost Kids Trilogy
    Ghost Kids Trilogy
    Ghost Kids Trilogy
    Ebook131 pages2 hours

    Ghost Kids Trilogy

    By Linda Meckler

    5/5

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    “Follow me,” said Christy the next morning, looking around the kitchen. She motioned with one hand which held a small yellow book. “Follow me, Brad,” she repeated.
    “Why so mysterious?”
    “Shh.” Christy put her finger to her lips. “I don’t want Mom to hear us. Follow me. You said I was keeping something from you yesterday. Well, today I’m going to show you what it is.”
    Brad followed Christy down to the basement. “What
    are we doing down here?”
    “Oh, Brad! Oh, Brad!” said an excited Christy, jumping up and down with her hair bouncing. “I do have a secret! A gigantic secret! I’ve been dying to tell you. I’ve about burst, trying to keep it from you.”
    “What secret? Tell me. I’m all ears.” Brad looked around the large room with boxes overflowing everywhere. An old, large, brown couch sat in the middle of the chaos.
    “Let’s go to the couch.” She sat down on the right side of the couch. “You sit right here,” she said, pointing to the left side of the couch.
    The middle pillow was empty. She was so excited her red hair sparked flames, and her big blue eyes flashed fire.
    “What’s going on?” questioned Brad again.
    “I want you to meet someone.”
    “Who? There’s nobody here but us.” Brad looked around the room. A sudden flash of light appeared.
    “That’s where you’re wrong, Brad,” said a small voice beside Brad on the couch.
    “Brad, meet Andrew,” said Christy, “our very own live-in Ghost Kid.”
    Brad turned as white as snow and jumped to his feet.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLinda Meckler
    Release dateFeb 3, 2011
    ISBN9781458035820
    Ghost Kids Trilogy
    Author

    Linda Meckler

    I am an author and public speaker. I have almost 20 electronic books and 4 self-published books. Ghost Kids Trilogy for ages 8 to adult. 2 real kids and 2 Ghost Kids Team up for adventures and mysteries ending with the hunt for Pirates Treasure. The next book is, Fight Your Medical Insurance Nightmares!! Let me show you how. For all consumers to get their bills paid. Sample appeal letters, explains how insurance works, coding, medical insurance terminology. But the best part of being a writer today is just because you have a published book you do not have to stop writing. Now you can writer and finish your books which have been in your computer for years and upload them on to this websites and others like it. It is a writers market now. I love it.

    Related to Ghost Kids Trilogy

    Related ebooks

    Children's For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      The Traveler Part 1

      Sep 1, 2020

      Jamie wandered aimlessly, kicking a broken chunk of sidewalk, following the chip of cement as it skittered and bounced through leaves and off curbs. In a trance, she walked down unknown blocks and around unfamiliar corners, her mind so far away that

      9 min read

    • Article

      The Family Plot

      May 7, 2020

      The Family Plot
      10 min read

    • Article

      Maria

      Mar 1, 2022

      MARIA AND I had just settled into a corner of the classroom to work on our Civil War project when Mr. Sanchez told me I had a message from the front office. OooOOOOoohs echoed around the room. “OK, OK, pipe down, everyone,” said Mr. Sanchez. I s

      9 min read

    • Article

      Cricket League

      Jan 1, 2022

      It was an unusual birthday. Colorful banners blanketed the backyard. Kids chased each other through the grass. Adults talked. It all went downhill from there. My little sister was turning five. On her birthday cake, painted in frosting, was a fat, pi

      7 min read

    • Article

      Everything But The Kitchen Sink

      Oct 10, 2021

      When Mary Little walks into her kitchen on Tuesday morning, the sink is under the window. At first she can’t even find it. She looks at the space where the sink is supposed to be, at the end of the island, and the sink is gone. Her son, Ben, sits the

      18 min read

    • Article

      “No Brown Sugar in Anybody’s Milk”

      Jun 5, 2023

      Essie T-e-e-e. Essie T. Where is that girl? Essie T., hurry up and come in here and fasten the back of this dress. Honestly, girl, are you always so slow? A big clumsy-looking girl pushed herself across the room. She walked as if she were afraid that

      10 min read

    • Article

      Guests

      Jun 15, 2019

      The month after our mother died, our father began bringing women home. It felt like a behind-her-back kind of operation. “I’m going to have a guest over tonight,” is what he would say. David and I stayed out in the living room, turned up cartoons, bu

      11 min read

    • Article

      Part 2 SOCKS

      Apr 1, 2022

      Part 2 SOCKS
      7 min read

    • Article

      The Traveler

      Nov 1, 2020

      The Traveler
      9 min read

    • Article

      Two Poems

      Jul 1, 2023

      I The teenaged girl is searching for a placethat goes through, the holeto put the tampon inside. When she finds itshe asks her mother, Is this where the penis would go?Yes, her mother explains.Then I will never have sex. II Sweltering New York City.

      5 min read

    • Article

      Cleaning the Step

      Jan 4, 2024

      Ada waits until they’ve all gone – to school, to work if they’re lucky, to fritter away their pensions in the betting shop or sit in the sad little café on the main road, nursing cups of tea and remembering. Better to wait out of sight. Not everyone

      6 min read

    • Article

      By the RIVER’S EDGE

      Mar 22, 2023

      By the RIVER’S EDGE
      9 min read

    • Article

      AN EXCERPT FROM The First Line of Dante’s ‘Inferno’

      Dec 1, 2020

      Early forties, tall, self-possessed. Hiking in the woods in search of her missing sister. A young park ranger, late twenties. Pretty. Slim. Strong. The play is formatted like prose; however, it is intended for performance. If actors simply perform th

      15 min read

    • Article

      By the RIVER’S EDGE

      Mar 29, 2023

      By the RIVER’S EDGE
      9 min read

    • Article

      PARTING the Veil

      Oct 21, 2020

      PARTING the Veil
      3 min read

    • Article

      Wıth Love From Judy’s Kıtchen

      Oct 27, 2023

      Wıth Love From Judy’s Kıtchen
      2 min read

    • Article

      The Spook House

      May 1, 2024

      The Spook House
      6 min read

    • Article

      The Shortest Day

      Oct 13, 2017

      The Shortest Day
      10 min read

    • Article

      White LIES

      Jul 27, 2022

      One of the ways I keep fit is by mowing my neighbour Brenda’s lawn. Brenda is 94 and has quite a large lawn. If she had to mow it herself, I suspect it would be much smaller. As she leaves all the mowing to me, she had no hesitation last year in ask

      3 min read

    • Article

      Frost FAIR

      Jan 18, 2023

      Frost FAIR
      11 min read

    • Article

      A Surprising Request

      Oct 25, 2019

      A Surprising Request
      4 min read

    • Article

      Someone To Watch OVER ME

      May 25, 2022

      Someone To Watch OVER ME
      9 min read

    • Article

      Chuckles

      Oct 1, 2021

      A recently divorced woman moves back to her hometown, hoping to start over. A few weeks later, while making a dentist appointment, she’s surprised to recognise the dentist’s name as that of a good-looking boy from her high school 20 years ago. Howeve

      4 min read

    • Article

      Home For The Holidays

      Aug 10, 2021

      It’s been a year since I’ve been home. I missed Christmas because of work, so Thanksgiving marks a full lap around the calendar. My mom’s been complaining lately about how difficult things have gotten for her. Everything seemed so out of reach, so im

      7 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Ghost Kids Trilogy

    5/5

    2 ratings1 review

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

    • 5/5
      A great book for ages 8 to adult. The adventures never stop. The Ghost Kids are very real. This is a real family book. Their is adventure and mystery on every page. Especially for children and adults who do not like to read. You will read this.

    Book preview

    Ghost Kids Trilogy - Linda Meckler

    Ghost Kids Trilogy

    PUBLISHED BY:

    Linda E. Meckler on Smashwords

    Ghost Kids Trilogy

    Copyright © 2004 – 2011 by Linda E. Meckler

    Smashwords Edition License Notes

    This e book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This e book may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author's work. This is a work of fiction.

    Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental

    (3 Books in one book)

    Book 1 Ghost Kids

    Book 2 Blue Vase Mystery

    Book 3 Pirates’ Treasure -The Hunt

    Ghost Kids

    The Basement

    Christy, who are you talking to? asked her mom. Diane stood at the top of the stairs, calling down to her daughter, who was in the basement. Your voice is very loud. It carries upstairs.

    I’m not talking to anyone, Mom. Brad is at his friend Ethan’s house, and I was just hanging out in the basement.

    Twelve-year-old Christy, her sixteen-year-old brother, Brad, and their mother, Diane Ramsey all had flaming red hair and big, blue, sparkling eyes.

    Christy, Brad and Diane had just moved into a huge, house over 100 years old. The house sat on top of a mountain which sprawled downward to the Pacific Ocean.

    The Ramsey’s had moved back from Pennsylvania to La Jolla, California to be closer to Diane’s parents: General Max Mumps, Commander of Fort Cheyenne, and his wife, Frieda.

    Christy and Brad’s dad had died in a car crash when Christy was a baby. Brad, being the oldest, had always tried to be a protective big brother for Christy.

    I need you to get a screwdriver for me in the garage. The silverware drawer fell apart again. Your dog is barking and driving me crazy. Come and get her! yelled Diane.

    Okay, Mom, I’ll be right up.

    You were making a lot of noise downstairs, commented Diane, when Christy handed her the screwdriver.

    Christy's small, beige-and-white dog Fluffy was of an unknown breed. She had followed Christy home from school one day two years ago, and quickly became a member of the Ramsey family. Christy scooped up Fluffy from the floor. She held her tightly in her arms.

    Brad and his friends, Ethan and Mark, walked into the kitchen.

    Mom, Ethan and Mark are going to hang out with me in my room and listen to my new CD.

    Hi, Mrs. Ramsey! the boys called to Diane.

    Hi, guys, she acknowledged. When you’re ready, there are snacks in the kitchen.

    Cool, Mom.

    Ethan was as tall as Brad, with brown hair and brown eyes. Today, he was wearing jeans and a blue sweater.

    Mark was the tallest with blonde hair. His brown-rimmed frames covered green eyes and set on his sharp nose. He was wearing black jeans and a red sweatshirt. Brad was wearing his burgundy-colored jogging suit.

    Can I listen, too? inquired Christy, walking up to Brad and his friends.

    Not today, said Brad, shutting his bedroom door quickly.

    Christy felt like Brad had slammed the door in her face! She walked downstairs once again with Fluffy still in her arms.

    After dinner that evening, Brad noticed Christy

    was down in the basement again.

    What’s going on with Christy, Mom? She keeps hanging around down in that basement. It’s a big mess down there. What's she doing?

    She says she’s just hanging out. She could empty some of those packing cartons, if she really wanted something to do.

    I’ll tell her. Brad headed for the stairs to the basement. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard voices.

    Hey, Kiddo! Brad called, walking into the basement. Christy jumped.

    Brad, you scared the living daylights out of me. Why are you sneaking up on me?

    I’m not sneaking up on you. It sounded like you were talking to someone, so you didn’t hear me come in. He shook his red head. What’s the attraction down here?

    Nothing. I’m just bored. You and your friends hung out all day together. I didn’t have anything to do.

    What about your friend Wendy and all your other girlfriends?

    I called all of them today. They must have all gone some place together because no one was home. Christy was feeling hurt and left out.

    Spring Break will be over soon. It will be back to the old grindstone again.

    All that homework. Yuck, said Christy, making a face. Let’s go upstairs. I’m bored with this basement. It’s really yucky, gross down here. I think the families that lived here before us left all their junk.

    That’s why I came downstairs. Mom said to start emptying the cartons that got shoved down here when we moved in.

    Yeah, tomorrow's another day, muttered Christy, walking slowly up the stairs.

    Are you sure you’re telling me everything?

    Why yes, Brad, said Christy, looking down at the floor. Her face turned bright red. I’ve told you everything. Why do you ask?

    I know you, and I know when you’re keeping something from me. They both walked into the kitchen.

    Fluffy had followed them slowly up the basement stairs. When she reached the top, Brad turned and picked her up. He held her high in the air.

    You’re a good girl, Fluffy, but you really need to work on your barking. He petted her head and neck, and then put her back on the floor.

    Something Spooky

    Diane was putting away the clean dishes in the old cupboards when the cupboard door fell off. Next, the drawer she opened fell apart in her hand. Then the microwave oven turned on and off.

    Fluffy, who had been sleeping in the kitchen, woke up suddenly, growling deep down in her throat. She took her front paws and batted the air in front of her, while running around in circles barking and yapping.

    Christy, come get Fluffy! She’s barking and driving me up the wall, called Diane, standing at the top of the stairs leading to the basement.

    Okay, Mom, I’ll be right there.

    Could it be because of an electrical short? Diane thought, back in the kitchen and looking at the microwave. This old house has a lot of charm, but it really needs a lot of remodeling.

    The phone rang, but when Brad answered it, nobody was there. The doorbell rang, but when he opened the door, nobody was there either. The microwave turned on and off again. Brad was starting to freak out.

    Mom, something weird is going on. The phone has gone bonkers, and now the doorbell.

    Plus the broken kitchen drawer and the cupboard door, added Diane. We can expect that from old wood, but something is going haywire with our electricity. I’ll let Scott look at it tomorrow.

    Scott Honeycutt, Diane’s fiancé, was a Lieutenant in the Army. She had met him the previous year when she was visiting her parents. He was a tall man with blond hair and laughing, green eyes. His arms bulged with muscles from working out.

    Diane was washing dishes at the sink when she cried out, Brad, help! Help! I’m drowning.

    What’s the matter, Mom? he asked, walking into the kitchen.

    Can’t you see? The sink looks like Niagara Falls. Something broke! Diane exclaimed, motioning with her arms. Water was gushing everywhere.

    Brad dashed outside and shut off the main water valve. The water instantly stopped. He ran down to the basement and returned with a wrench to fix the plumbing. This would be a simple job, Brad thought.

    When Brad opened the bottom cupboard door under the sink, he was flabbergasted. The pipe was split in half. Mom, look at this pipe! Somebody sawed it in half.

    Brad, we are the only people in this house, except Christy. She’s been in the basement all evening.

    We didn’t saw the pipe in half. Christy didn’t saw the pipe in half. She looked at him with confusion and fright in her eyes.

    Mom, I need some money. I have to go to the store and get an elbow. That’s the name of the part I need.

    Brad? she asked. "Do you really think you

    Enjoying the preview?
    Page 1 of 1