It was a creepy, old house. As old as my grandad, maybe older. Sara told me that the only way to get the Justin Beiber tickets, well , to win them was to spend a night in the house. If we did spend the night in that house, then Jack would give us the tickets. He thinks we haven’t got the guts! (Well I don’t anyway)! So there we were, my ultimate adventure, Sara did stuff like this every halloween.  Oh no, wait, oh yes! I just got a text from Sara saying ‘ Grounded, can’t do it, tell Jack! Just my luck!’