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       For Abd al-Wakil and Maryam AzzamInspired by your love of scary stories

      Ibrahim Khan

      and the Mystery of the Haunted Lake

      FARHEEN KHAN

      THE ISLAMIC FOUNDATION

      Copyright © The Islamic Foundation, 2010/1431 H

      Text copyright 2010 Farheen Khan

      ISBN 978-0-86037-423-7

      MUSLIM CHILDREN’S LIBRARY

      THE IBRAHIM KHAN SERIES

      Ibrahim Khan and the Mystery of the Haunted Lake

      Author Farheen Khan

      Editor Fatima D’Oyen

      Illustrators Hisham and Sharelle Haqq

      Cover/Book design & typeset Nasir Cadir

      Coordinator Anwar Cara

       Published by

      THE ISLAMIC FOUNDATION

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      ISBN 978-0-86037-423-7

      CONTENTS

       CHAPTER ONE Triple Chocolate Delight

       CHAPTER TWO Heading North

       CHAPTER THREE Camp Chimo

       CHAPTER FOUR The Legend of the Haunted Lake

       CHAPTER FIVE Early Morning Scare

       CHAPTER SIX Scavenger Hunt

       CHAPTER SEVEN Another Morning Scare

       CHAPTER EIGHT Moonlight Hike

       CHAPTER NINE Ghost!

       CHAPTER TEN Captured

       CHAPTER ELEVEN Heroes

       CHAPTER TWELVE The Last Day

       Glossary

       Word Search

      CHAPTER ONE

       Triple Chocolate Delight

      “Just open it!” yelled Zayn.

      “Patience,” whispered Ibrahim. “You have to do these things in the right order,” he explained, as he sniffed the outside of the rectangular metal box. Carefully lifting it, Ibrahim weighed the box in one hand then the other, a skill he had picked up from all his detective work. After a few more minutes of careful consideration, he was ready.

      “Spaghetti and meatballs!” Ibrahim announced.

      “Are you sure?” asked Zayn.

      “Positive,” said Ibrahim. “Oh, and don’t forget two… no three Triple Chocolate Delight cookies!”

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      Opening Ibrahim’s lunch box, Zayn let out a yelp!

      “How… how did you know?” Zayn stammered.

      “Skill, my dear cousin, skill,” replied Ibrahim, ruffling Zayn’s already messy hair, which he liked to keep a little long.

      Ibrahim, who was a little taller than his cousin, had short black hair and an infectious smile.

      Pulling his lunch box towards him, Ibrahim took out the contents one at a time: a bottle of milk, a bag of grapes, three Triple Chocolate Delight cookies and, of course, a large container of spaghetti and meatballs.

      “I wish I’d get a Triple Chocolate Delight cookie once in a while,” Zayn complained, eyeing Ibrahim’s snack. “All I ever get are apples, apples and more apples.

      “My parents bought ten boxes – five from me and five from my sister – to help with the school fundraising drive. You’re welcome to have as many as you like,” Ibrahim offered.

      “Really?” asked Zayn. “I’ll be over right after school! Can you believe it? The class that sells the most wins a trip to Camp Chimo!”

      “Yeah, that would be amazing,” said Ibrahim. “Huda and her grade two friends set up a lemonade stand at our next door neighbour’s garage sale last Saturday.”

      “That’s really smart of your sister!” said Zayn.

      Huda, who was just a year younger than Ibrahim, was a straight A student and head of the school book club. She always wore her long hair in a ponytail, covered in a long, colourful hijab.

      “Come on Ibrahim, we’re detectives and in grade three!” said Zayn “We should be able to come up with an even better idea to win this thing.”

      “I think the point is to raise money for schools in Eastern Nepal,” reasoned Ibrahim. “The camping trip is just a way to get us excited.”

      “Well it’s working,” said Zayn. “Because I’m really excited!”

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