In 12AD, a little boy who was the King’s son was called Harold. Harold was with his friends when they stumbled across an old, creepy house. The house was wooden,rooten and mice ran across the footpath.  As Harold and his friends entered the house the floorboards creeked, chills traveled up the boys back and their hairs stood on end.The boys stumbled across a  fire what let up the room. Suddenly the boys turned and saw the back of the old they threw the torch towards his back and as he turned the torch touched him and he turned to wood.