How To Write A Short Story: Pippy's Haunted House

Hayden quietly shut the door, and all you could hear was the slightest sound of the lock. In front of the door, there was a gigantic staircase that spiraled through out the mansion. While holding me, Hayden slowly crept down the stairs. Once we had successfully made it to the bottom of the stairs, we heard a dog barking. Hayden quickly turned around. Standing behind us was the little girl, and Pippy was in a cage beside of her. Before we could say anything, the girl became very blue and static was forming around her. Suddenly, the girl and Pippy’s cage disappeared out of thin air. Pippy ran out of the mansion and Hayden followed. Hayden attempted to run while carrying me, but it was too difficult. I could tell I was getting heavy. He decided to call his parents and they brought us home. While laying in my bed that night, I just remember seeing a man behind the girl.
Then he asked, “What did he look like?” I never told him that the person was a man. “Actually,” I replied, “He looked just like you.” His face turned turned as red as a tomato. He didn’t say anything. “I knew it,” I exclaimed, “You’re going to wish you never did that to me.” I stormed out of the room and walked straight to the sheriff’s office a couple of blocks away. I told the sheriff the whole story and the interviewer got arrested. A couple of weeks later, everything was back to normal, and Hayden and I went on another