My Haunted House (Araminta Spookie Series #1)

My Haunted House (Araminta Spookie Series #1)

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Overview

Araminta Spookie lives in a wonderful old haunted house, but her crabby aunt Tabby wants to move. Aunt Tabby is determined to sell their house—Araminta has to stop her!

With the help of a haunted suit of armor named Sir Horace, a ghost named Edmund, and a lot of imagination, Araminta hatches a plot for an Awful Ambush that is so ghoulish, it just might work!

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781428118171
Publisher: Recorded Books, LLC
Publication date: 01/01/2006
Series: Araminta Spookie Series , #1
Edition description: Unabridged
Age Range: 7 - 10 Years

About the Author

ANGIE SAGE was born in London and grew up in the Thames Valley, London, and Kent. She loves the sea, spooky old houses, and time traveling (the easy way, by reading history books). Angie has created many books for children, including the New York Times bestselling series Septimus Heap and Araminta Spookie. She lives in England. Visit her online at www.angiesage.com and on Twitter @AngieSageAuthor.

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Araminta Spookie 1: My Haunted House

Chapter One

Sir Horace's Helmet

It all began when I was in my Thursday bedroom doing my ghost practice. I have always done regular ghost practice, as I was sure it would be much easier to find a ghost if the ghost thought that I was one too. I have always wanted to find a ghost, but you know, even though our house is called Spookie House, I have never, ever seen a single ghost, not even a very small one. I thought that Aunt Tabby had scared them off -- she would scare me off if I were a ghost.

Anyway, I was busy doing my practice and I had my ghost sheet over my head, which is why I tripped over Sir Horace's left foot. Stupid thing. And then his left foot fell off, and Sir Horace collapsed into hundreds of pieces. Stupid Sir Horace. And then all the bits of stupid Sir Horace rolled all over the floor, and I stepped on his head and got my foot stuck inside it. Don't worry, it wasn't a real head. Sir Horace is just a crummy old suit of armor that's always hanging around here, lurking in various dark corners.

I was yelling at it to get off and hopping around shaking my foot like crazy, but Sir Horace's stupid head was totally stuck. Then, with really great timing, Aunt Tabby shouted, "Breakfast!" in that if-you-don't-come-down-right-now-and-get-it-I-shall-give-it-to-the-cat voice -- not that we have a cat, but she would if we did have one, I know she would.

So I gave my foot the biggest shake ever -- in fact, I am surprised my whole leg didn't come off -- and Sir Horace's helmet flew off, shot out of the bedroom door, and hurtled down the attic stairs. It made afantastic noise. I could hear it all the way down to the basement. Sound travels really well in this house, so I could easily hear Aunt Tabby's scream, too.

I thought I'd better get going, so I slid down the banister and hopped off at the landing. I wanted to see if Uncle Drac had gone to sleep yet -- he works nights -- because if he had, I was going to wake him up and make him come downstairs with me just in case Aunt Tabby was going to pitch a fit. His bedroom door is the little red one at the end of the top corridor, the one that goes to the turret.

I was very careful pushing the door open, as it's a sheer drop down for miles. Uncle Drac took all the floors out of the turret so that his bats could fly wherever they wanted. Uncle Drac loves his bats; he'd do anything for them. I love bats too. They are so sweet.

I pushed Big Bat out of the way, and he fell all the way down to the bottom of the turret. It didn't matter, though, as the floor of the turret is about ten feet deep in bat poo, so it's very soft.

Without Big Bat clogging up the door, I could easily see Uncle Drac's sleeping bag. It was hanging from one of the joists like a great big flowery bat -- and it was empty. Great, I thought, he's still downstairs with Aunt Tabby. So, to save time, I slid down the big stairs' banister and the basement stairs' banister too -- which I'm not meant to do as it keeps falling over -- and I was outside the second-kitchen-on-the-left-just-past-the-larder in no time. It was suspiciously quiet in there.

Oops, I thought, trouble.

I pushed open the door really considerately, and I was glad I did as Aunt Tabby was sitting at the end of the long table, buttering some toast in a way that made you think the toast had said something really personal and rude. It didn't look like a fun breakfast time, I thought. The signs were not good.

First not-good sign: sitting in the middle of the table was Sir Horace's helmet. It had a lot more dents in it than when I last saw it, but that was obviously not my fault as it was okay when it left my foot.

Second, third, fourth, and fifth not-good signs: Aunt Tabby was covered in soot -- apart from two little windows in her glasses which she had wiped clear so that she could attack the toast. Aunt Tabby being covered in soot is one of the worst signs. It means she has had a fight with the boiler and the boiler has won.

I sat down in my seat in a thoughtful and caring way. Uncle Drac looked really relieved to see me. You see, I live with my aunt and uncle because my parents went vampire hunting in Transylvania when I was little and they never came back.

Uncle Drac was busy scraping out the last bit of his boiled egg, and he had soot all around his mouth from the sooty toast that Aunt Tabby had buttered for him. "Hello, Minty," he said.

"Hello, Uncle Drac," I said. I tried to think of something nice to say to Aunt Tabby, but it was difficult to think of anything at all with Sir Horace's helmet staring at me with its little beady eyes. It doesn't really have eyes, of course, but I often used to think it was looking at me, even though I was sure it was nothing more than an empty tin can.

Aunt Tabby plonked my bowl of oatmeal down in front of me, so I said, "Thank you, Aunt Tabby." And then, because Aunt Tabby likes polite conversation at breakfast, I said, "Have you been having trouble with the boiler again, Aunt Tabby?"

"Yes, dear -- but not for very much longer," Aunt Tabby said, hardly moving her lips. I used to think that when Aunt Tabby spoke like that she was practicing to be a ventriloquist, but now I know it means she has made her mind up about something and she doesn't care whether you agree with her or not.

Araminta Spookie 1: My Haunted House. Copyright © by Angie Sage. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

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My Haunted House 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 37 reviews.
Alexandra Reyes More than 1 year ago
It was really a great book i read this book like 5 times
Parisa Rouzegar More than 1 year ago
gr8 book u should read it
Minjiwon More than 1 year ago
Very cute book! Araminta Spookie is a typical little girl living in a very different kind of world. She is curious and devious. It's a great read.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read this book with my 2 boys (ages 7 and 9), and as soon as we were finished they asked me to get another Araminta Spookie book. They really liked it! My 8 year old wasn't interested in reading very much, but this book started a new hobby for him. He and Araminta seem to be kindred spirits.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I am batty about this book it's soooooo good. It is about a girl named Araminta who lives with her aunt and uncle in a haunted house. Her aunt is going to sell the house but Araminta is determined to stop her from selling it. will Araminta win the battle? You'll have to read the book to find out.
Guest More than 1 year ago
What a clever haunted house story, where bats, spiders and hauntings are the norm. I enjoyed the schemes set up by the young girl to discourage people from buying her 'haunted' house.
VandyGirl on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
After Araminta¿s parents disappeared while hunting Vampires in Transylvania, she went to live with Aunt Tabby and Uncle Drac in the Spookie House. Araminta loves the old house and is determined to find a ghost ¿ she even practices looking like a ghost every Thursday, because of course to find a ghost one must know what it¿s like to be a ghost. Therefore, Araminta is devastated when Autn Tabby announces she is selling the house before a ghost can ever be found. In her attempts to stop the house from being sold, Araminta discovers a secret passageway, finally meets two ghosts, and makes some new friends.With mischievous Araminta as the narrator, this story cannot help but be fun. It can, however, be easy to get confused with Araminta¿s stream of consciousness style. Readers do not have to understand Uncle Drac¿s penchant for bats or why he sleeps hanging from the rafters, but if they do it adds another layer to the story. This story is a cute beginning to what is sure to be a fun-filled series. Grades 3-5
jmorrison on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
It was a good quick read! I really like the secret tunnels and all that other good stuff. I like that it is halloween related with some spooks and some scares, but not enough for nightmares.
deepikasd on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Aunt Tabby has enough. The boiler keeps breaking, and the housework is just annoying. So one morning, she decides to sell the house, much to Araminta's horror. True the house is old and big and haunted looking, but it's still her home. Plus, since it looks like a haunted house, Araminta's been on the hunt to find at least one ghost (even if it means dressing up as one). So while she tries to prevent her Aunt from selling the house, chasing away buyers, and ghost-hunting, she will discover the truth about her house.
This book is adorably, spookily lovely. Basically it features a house with everything you love about a haunted house, including secret passages and bat (lots of bats). It's a fun and easy read. It's written so as not to scare children, but presents it as an adventure. I definitely want to read the rest of the series now. Plus, it does teach lessons (like how to stand up for yourself, that things are not what they seem, and to appreciate the things around you).
mrlady on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
My 7 year old has to read for 15 minutes every night. We are reading this book together. And you know what? I'm really enjoying it. It's got just enough unpredictability and quirkiness to keep even a tired old mom entertained.
the_hag on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Oh, I so very much liked this one and so did our Girl. The story starts out with Araminta Spookie, affectionately known as Minty who lives with her Aunt Tabby (who always seems to be yelling at the boiler) and her Uncle Drac (who sleeps, all day and works all night...he also happens to sleep upside down in a turret in the house with all his bats) because her parents disappeared while hunting for vampires in Transylvania. This is quite the quirky story...Araminta strikes me as a very Wednesday Addams type character who delights in searching for ghosts and laying traps for unsuspecting visitors. It seems that cranky old Aunt Tabby (after her most recent stint berating and kicking the boiler) has decided to sell the house because the boiler is just too much trouble (announced over soot covered toast no less), what ensues is quite the little adventure for Araminta attempts to sabotage Aunt tabby and scare away all the perspective house buyers...but when the strangest family shows up and wants to buy the house despite her best efforts...she's none to happy about it. Find out what Araminta has to do to keep the house from selling, all the while looking for ghosts (her life long dream happens to be to find a ghost) and encountering some very interesting twists as the story goes along. This story is utterly charming in its carefully crafted, somewhat campy, but still suitably spooky little story! It's imaginative and fun for readers about 8-12 or so and it's fairly short with some cute illustrations that help bring the story to life. This is meant to be fun and a little silly I think, not genuinely spine-chilling...something to keep in mind...as an older reader (age 12 or so) might not be as amused with this story as say an 8 or 9 year old would be...My Haunted House would also make a fine read aloud book for younger kids (say age 6-8). I give it a solid A...we really enjoyed it and would recommend it in a heart beat, it's the quirky details that make this story wonderful and we are really looking forward to the second one
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It is soooo awesome
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This book was so good i couldn't stop reading it! Its a fun mystery with a girl in a big house so u know there's going to be passages and a lot of them. Its a twisty funny book! Hope u like it! Worth the money!!!!!!!!
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It,s a awesome book
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