writing about stories

One day when i was born  and when i got older my great great papa was going to bermuda triangle with his friends. they were there for the whole day but when it was midnight someone was knocking on the door. I woke up and told my mom but she was a sleepy head so i woke up uncle he opened the door and it was my great great papas friends. I said what the heck are doing here in the midnight and my uncle said ya. then the guy said your great great papa dispersed and i said what but im only 5 what am i going to do without him. but i was alway thinking how he dispersed when i got older i was 8 i said to my mom im going to the bermuda triangle but she was worried but i went to the bermuda triangle at midnight i was not afraid i bought weapons if there was danger i got one clue gray hair thats it but i could not see anything else but there was the only solution i said did he die i was sad i went home getting a heak ake i went to my bed and cried but when i was 10 i got one more chance and i saw him on a island i said PAPA can you hear me i shouted he could hear me he was quite older i took back home and every body was happy then we went to are normal selves