{{AN|This was based on a story I wrote for LA class.}}
Once upon a time, a spooky ghost had stolen a baby’s rattle. The one month old baby had been fed up with the spooky ghost’s shenanigans by now. The spooky ghost shook the rattle while making the occasional spooky noise. Then the spooky ghost started chewing on the rattle because he thought it was a double cheeseburger. The baby was so furious when he saw the rattle being chewed he grew demon wings and flew over to the spooky ghost. He screamed in a demonic voice, “GIVE ME BACK MY RATTLE NOW OR ELSE!”. The spooky ghost said, “Or else what?”. Those were his last words. The baby flew over to the ghost and kicked him so hard in the face the spooky ghost got knocked out. Then the baby plucked out the spooky ghost’s ribs out one by one. Then the baby breathed fire and the ghost melted into a puddle. The baby then got his pet dog to lick up the puddle. The baby flew back into his crib right when his parents walked in. The father said “Wow he’s such an angel just look at him sleep”. The baby then smirked, laughed evilly to himself, and fell asleep, happy that the spooky ghost’s ribs would be tomorrow night’s dinner.