(This story is rewritten word-for-word so...prepare for 1st grade grammar and spelling.)
Once on a scary night, there was a cruise ship called "The Blood Shark". The captin of the Blood Shark was a evil psychopath who killed people with his ax. He was wanted so he pertended to be a cruise ship captain so he bot a ship and changed his indetity. Then he killed people on the ship. He usually threw them over board but one day he killed a guy who was famos so he was scarred that someone would find the corps so he sewed a matress and put the guy inside and sewed it back up and put it in a room. Room 100, the worst room. It had cockroachs. But one day he started a new criuse and wellcomed everyone. There was a fat guy named George. George went to room 100 because he was tired and didnt want to pay more money. The fat guy sat on the matress and yawned "I am tired. I will take a nap". He smelled rotting meat. "Whatever" he said and passed out but his weight POPPED the matress. Chopped up limbs fell out and he screamed, "Ah! There is a dead guy! Help! Dead guy! Ahhhhhh! He's cut apart! Help! Captain! A dead guy!" The captin came and smiled. "Ha ha, it's just a Hallaween decoration!" George laughed, "Okay! Cool prank, dude! That was sweet, you scared me!" George left but he disappered 1.5 weeks later... The captain scartched his head, "What do I do?" He put the body parts in the storage, 'HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA" He cackled like the Wicked With of the West. But then 1year later a worker went into the storage and found the body parts moving around....THEY WERE REATTCHING!!! Four zombies appaered- four people the evil guy killed. "Eat his brains!" the zombie leader hollared. The worker screamed and got his shotgun from the emergeny area. He killed all the zombies and left.
BUT ONE OF THE ARMS STARTED MOVING.
THE END?