For the past few days in English class, we have been making a scary story. I decided to type mine during lunch today, so I figured I might as well just publish it on my blog: One Saturday morning at the LaGoy home in Malta, NY, Cade woke up. He turned on his side to look at his alarm clock, which read 9:21AM. He got up, and walked across the hallway to Callie, his sister’s, room, to wake her up. Cade was often very funny, so to wake her up, he would always say “ Hey Callie girl!” Callie got out of bed and was about to walk out of her room when she saw a spider, about the size of her dad’s hand, on the wall, crawling all over. Callie screamed and quickly ran out of the room. Cade was still in there, though. He wasn’t that afraid of spiders that much, but was still creeped out by the spider. As the spider went on the floor and was on it’s way to go underneath Callie’s bed, Cade stepped on it. It looked dead, so Cade exited Callie’s room and went to go tell Callie that the spider had...