After we entered the house as expected, rain came pouring down by the buckets. We walked
down a hall checking each room trying to find one the roof didn't leak. Finally we found a
room that was dry. Together we organized our blankets, food and other supplies in an orderly
manner. Tom and I were Eagle Scouts; therefore, we had camping experience which was paying
off for us now.
The warmth we felt while rowing to the island was gone, the rains and wind brought cold
weather with it. We gathered some old boards conveniently lying around the room and started
a fire in the old fireplace. After we got the fire going both of us realized we were hungry
so we opened some cans of beans and potted meat and ate supper while enjoying the warmth of
It had gotten very dark outside, still raining and windy. Both Tom and I were tired after
the long row to the island so we decided to turn in for the night. After we snuggled up in
our blankets I had just dozed off when I was awakened by what sounded like someone walking
down the hallway towards our room. I woke Tom up and asked him if he could hear the
footsteps too; Tom said he could. By the time I got those words out of my mouth the
footsteps reached the outside of our door and stopped. I hollered out who is there? No one
answered so I told Tom to open the door and I'd shine the flashlight into the hallway. When
Tom opened the door I turned the flashlight on and it flickered one time and went out. A
moment later we could hear the footsteps running away and a spooky voice laughing louder and
louder shaking the whole house.
Tom and I were frightened and puzzled! Who or what was at our door? Both of us agreed to
gather our supplies and head back to our boat which we did, neither one of us were worried
about the rain or darkness. After we had gone a short distance from the house we saw a
large bolt of lightning streaking across the sky. The next thing we knew a large limb fell
out of a tree almost hitting us when it tumbled to the ground. After this happened Tom and I
shifted from a fast walk into a top speed run. We probably broke a world record making it
back to our boat which somehow we did.
It was difficult rowing our boat back to the dock we kept our boat in the darkness, but we
did it! Both Tom and I were soaked to the bone and cold, but we were happy knowing the
island was far behind us.
The next morning I explained to Dad what happened. Dad suggested we take his broken
flashlight to the hardware store where he purchased it; I quickly agreed with him. On the
way to the hardware store Dad told me the man was experienced at repairing most anything.
After we arrived at the hardware store Dad asked the repair man to check his light and find
out why it broke. When the man returned from the back of his store he was shaking his head
as he told Dad in all his years of repairing flashlights he'd never seen one he couldn't
repair until he realized he couldn't fix Dad's flashlight. The man smiled and gave Dad a
brand new flashlight free of charge.
The hardware man then asked me what happened to make the flashlight break? After I told him
the details about Tom and my trip to the island the man smiled again and told Dad and I the
island Tom and I attempted to spend the night on was known as a pirate hideaway a couple
centuries ago. He then said many people passing the island in their boats had seen pirates
walking up and down the beach, then disappearing before their eyes.
Well, this ends my story, but one thing for sure Tom and I will never set foot on that
© By Ralph Clark (RClark9247@aol.com)
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