By Izabella Kos, Decorah
Second Place Youth Non-Fiction
This year has probably been the spookiest year of my life. In the beginning of the year my sister and I decided to go camping in our basement. We did all the boring stuff, and then it was about midnight, so we decided to lie down and all of a sudden we heard a door slam shut, so we went upstairs to see what it was. Nothing.
We went back downstairs to try to forget about what happened and go to bed. A couple of minutes later we heard a loud scream, and so we went upstairs to nothing. So she went downstairs, and I was hungry, so I grabbed some food and when I was grabbing food I saw a shadow, and I was so confused, so I sprinted down the stairs. My sister was scared when I went into the tent and I asked her what happened. She told me she heard a man’s voice by her ear and I said that it was not possible because she was the only one in the tent. We were lucky because she was trying to make a TikTok sound, so we replayed the sound, and we heard an adult male voice that said It was me.