A mad e a little story,not very good drawing but,I'm proud of my writing!
HERE IT IS!
Tylonne walked,the wooden floors were creek-creek creeking and only dim light escaped from the cracked windows inside.The wind howled like a wolf,sad and lonely,lost and confused.It spoke to Tylonne in and unforgettable,unspeakable manner.Tylonne began to wonder if there really was a ghost of Sherpdica?Suddenly,she heard the cry of a young wolf,was it hurt?Tylonne saw a white flash bolt across the hallway of the old house."The ghost!"She thought.Now,all Tylonne had to do was shine the light on it.
Tylonne slowly creaked to the room where she last saw the ghost.She saw it stealing food,picking the cans up with it's......MOUTH????Tylonne jerked the light onto the ghost and for once,saw clear green eyes,a wet nose,and silver tufts of fur,along with the white.A blanca wolf!Tylonne bent her knees down and admired the beautiful wolf."Let the wolf live here in peace."Tylonne thought."I'll tell Bendon and Maurice that I killed this so called "ghost"."