4-03 Shivers

Shivers The night was cold and dark. “ Listen to the wind howling in the trees, ” said Frog. “ What a fine time for a ghost story. ” Toad moved deeper into his chair. “ Toad, ” asked Frog, “ Don’t you like to be scared? Don’t you like to feel the shivers?” “ I am not too sure. ” said Toad.

Frog made a fresh pot of tea. He sat down and began a story.

“ When I was small, ” said Frog, “ My mother and father and I went out for a picnic. On the way home we lost our way. My mother was worried. “ We must get home, ” she said. “ We do not want to meet the Old Dark Frog. ” “ Who is that?” I asked. “ A terrible ghost. ” said my father. “ He comes out at night and eats little frog children for supper. ”

Toad sipped his tea, “ Frog, ” he asked, “ Are you making this up?” “ Maybe yes and maybe no, ’ said Frog. “ My mother and father went to search for a path. ’ said Frog. “ They told me to wait until they came back. I sat under a tree and waited. The woods became dark, I was afraid. Then I saw two huge eyes, It was the Old Dark Frog.

He was standing near me. ’