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The School of Scary Stories
The School of Scary Stories
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The school of scary stories is now in its 3rd printing. The stories come from the storytelling performances, Jim has done in Ohio, Virginia, Pennsylvania, Washington DC and Ireland. The book has been inducted into the OhioaNA Library, part of the Library of The State Of Ohio. The stories enjoyed by kids for years.
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PublisherAuthorHouse
Release dateNov 20, 2013
ISBN9781491833193
The School of Scary Stories
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Dale Herron

Author : Jim Flanagan is a national award winning storyteller and author. He teaches at the James Thurber Writing Academy in Columbus, Ohio; is an Artist in the Schools for the Greater Columbus Arts Council; and is co-president of Storytellers of Central Ohio and the Ohio liaison to the National Storytellers Network. Jim has told stories throughout Ohio; Virginia; Pennsylvania; Louisiana; Washington, DC; and Ireland. In 1999, he placed second in national competition. He is well known for his ghost tales and character education stories. If you enjoyed The School of Scary Stories, you’ll also like Jim’s first book, Stories Heard Around the Lunchroom. That book was a 2004 National Parent Publication Award honors winner. Jim lives in Circleville, Ohio, with his wife Eileen and three children, Cat, Jared, and Megan. You can read more about him on his Website, www.positivetales.org. Contact him at jirish@ohiohills.com. Illustrator : Dale Herron has been illustrating children’s books and similar material for years, including the award-winning Stories Heard Around the Lunch Room. A graduate of the Columbus College of Art and Design, he lives in Circleville, Ohio with his wife and son. His family is very patient with the fact that Dale can’t seem to stop making art. When he does get time away from the drawing board, Dale enjoys family and friends, with an occasional round of bad golf thrown in. He has worked with Mr. Flanagan on many successful projects, and has enjoyed bringing Jim’s stories to life.

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    The School of Scary Stories - Dale Herron

    © 2013 by Jim Flanagan. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse 11/19/2013

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-3320-9 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-4918-3319-3 (e)

    Library of Congress Control Number: 2013920392

    Any people depicted in stock imagery provided by Thinkstock are models,

    and such images are being used for illustrative purposes only.

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    Because of the dynamic nature of the Internet, any web addresses or links contained in this book may have changed since publication and may no longer be valid. The views expressed in this work are solely those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher, and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    Contents

    Dedication

    The Substitute

    The Shadow in the Back Yard

    The Campout and the Cemetery

    A Hospital That Talks

    You’d Better Check under Your Bed!

    The Field Trip with a Surprise

    Scary Movies Can Get You!

    The Ghost of Deer Creek Bridge

    Figure This One Out—If You Can!

    Mrs. Jones Tells Her Story

    You Have to Be Careful

    You’ll Have to Decide

    The Curse of the Dynamite

    The Foster House and the Family of Ghost Hunters

    Postscript

    About the Author

    About the Illustrator

    About the Book

    Dedication

    This book is dedicated to all the kids I’ve told ghost

    stories to and heard ghost stories from. Thanks.

    The Substitute

    Mrs. Paul is a great teacher. She found this year’s class, however, quite a handful. By the middle of the first nine-week period, Mrs. Paul had her students in a good working routine.

    In the middle of the second grading period, Mrs. Paul had to be out for three days. All the discipline and routine went out the door, along with the first substitute. She managed to last through the morning, but she went to lunch and never returned.

    The next day, principal Winters arrived with the second substitute. Mr. Winters told the students to behave. By the end of the day, three boys had been sent to the office, and the substitute said she would not return because of sickness. It was more like scarediness.

    The last day, Principal Winters himself was the substitute. Things were quiet with him there. He wasn’t much fun as a substitute. And besides, the class had run out of tricks.

    What did this usually fine class do to cause such chaos? Their favorite tricks were to hide the lesson plan book, put a life-like plastic mouse in a desk drawer, turn their desks around backward and answer to the wrong names. And the class usually gained a few more kids, who were named things like Bill Fold, Olive Green, Tommy Hawk, and Ima Bean.

    When Mrs. Paul returned, she was very upset. She scolded the class, and they lost a recess. After spending a day inside and listening to the rest of the fifth grade enjoy recess, the class settled down.

    After the semester break, however, Mrs. Paul was scheduled to go to a conference. She hesitated to leave the class. Concerned, she met with the principal.

    He hired a very strong substitute. AND Mrs. Paul had her own plan. The day before she left, she explained to the class there would be someone watching the class in her absence.

    The first day Mrs. Paul was gone, the room stayed trouble free. Just the calm before the storm. The leaders of the tricksters were Jake and Mac. They had plans of their own.

    The second morning started peacefully enough. When the sub was called to the room across the hall, Jake crawled up to the desk. He opened the bottom drawer and dropped in the plastic mouse.

    A sudden noise came from behind him. It sounded like a squeak and a rumble. He looked behind him. Mrs. Paul’s ancient, wooden teacher’s chair moved from the corner by the blackboard toward Jake. The chair actually hit the desk drawer. It shut, almost pinching Jake’s fingers. He could not believe what he saw.

    Hearing the substitute coming back from across the hall, Jake frog-crawled on all fours back to his desk. He slipped into his seat just as the substitute walked up to the teacher’s desk.

    The sub wondered what the laughter was about. It quieted down quickly, and the class went back to their work. Jake was dumbstruck. Had he really seen what he thought he saw?

    Jake turned to the girl next to him and said, Did you see that? That old wooden chair moved!

    The girl looked at Jake, rolled her eyes and said, You’re weird.

    He told the girl on the other side of him and got the same reaction.

    I know it moved. I saw it and heard it! he thought to himself.

    At lunch, he told his story at the lunch table. Only Mac sort of believed him.

    At recess, he persuaded Mac to enter the room to check out the chair. As they cautiously entered the classroom, he searched for it, but it was not where it usually stayed. They walked over to the blackboard.

    It’s gone, said Jake. I told you something strange is going on.

    It is probably being used by another teacher. They all like the old squeaky chair, Mac answered.

    The two boys walked over to the windows to watch recess. Squeaky, squeaky, squeaky, and rrrruuummmble! The sounds sent chills up the boys’ backs. They turned to see the chair moving up the back aisle of desks. They were so scared and amazed—they froze.

    They came to life when it became obvious the chair was headed for them. They headed for the door, crawling over desks to escape. As they scrambled into the hall, the classroom door slammed shut.

    Now do you believe me? whispered Jake. Mac nodded.

    They ran down the hall and out the door beside the lunchroom. The two boys told their story to anyone who would listen. The only response was laughter and teasing, so the boys soon stopped. But they knew what they had seen in the room. The chair had moved.

    As the class lined up at the end of recess, two girls wanted to start the fun. They had talked most of the class into turning their desks around at a signal given by one of the girls. The last time they had done this, the substitute freaked when she saw the students’ backs. The students answered questions facing the back of the room. When the substitute moved to the back of the room, the class turned their desks back toward the front. This continued until the sub gave up and issued written work. Jake had seen her talking to herself as she left the building.

    This time, Jake and Mac wanted no part of the prank. They continued to warn the class. You’ll be sorry. That chair is haunted, said Mac. No one in the class, except Jake, took him seriously.

    The class filed back into the room. They took their seats. The substitute was at the door talking to another teacher.

    Jake and Mac looked for the chair. It was back in its usual place facing the corner. The girl gave the signal. All the students picked up their desks.

    The old teacher chair shifted, jerked, and with a loud squeak, turned to face the class. The students stopped, hunched over, holding the desks. The chair moved from the corner, rumbling on the steel caster wheels. It came to a stop behind the teacher’s desk.

    Slowly, the students placed the legs of their desks back on the floor and sat down. Jake and Mac moved their desks back and bumped into the desks behind them. The whole first row followed their lead.

    The class just stared at the desk. Many had their mouths fall open. The substitute walked into the room. She tried to move the chair, but it would not budge.

    She looked up at the class. This chair seems to be stuck. Can anyone help me move it?

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