I ignored what happened to me, last night and went to work as usual. I took the road which leads me home passing the graveyard. I was curious to explore more about what happened to me last night. I stop to hear any sounds coming from the graveyard. but no sound comes at all. So I head fast to home with confidence that nothing dangerous is happening to me. But then I remember the injury in my hand and see the teeth marks and my confidence fades away.  I unlock the front door and walk inside locking the door behind me. I keep my bag on the table and remove my shoelaces. I live alone all by myself. my parents are abroad and I live in a big old-fashioned house that was built more than 10 years ago. I just moved into this house last Saturday. my parents didn't let me live in their house. They dislike me I dunno why. they live a luxurious life while make me live a beggar's life. They don't even care about me. Parents are the life and soul of a child. Parents value their children over their lives. But my parents are quite different.  

I hear a moaning sound that shakes me off and wakes me up from my feelings and thoughts. I realize that I am not the only one in the hall.  a girl in a nightgown is glaring up at me from steps leading upstairs.  when I saw her and realized what she was she gives me a bossy look as if I did something to her and I am under her custody begging for mercy.

"Who are you"? I ask her. She doesn't reply, she just keeps giving me the bossy look. I stand up quietly trying not to disturb her as she walks past me and sits on the sofa putting her legs on the table. She acts as if she is the master of this house. She is busy looking at her long dirty nail so I walk towards the tv stand where there is a knife on it. She looks at me suddenly as I take the knife.

"You've disturbed me, woke me up, and now trying to kill me while you are not welcome here at this house,"  She says angrily standing up on the sofa. Quite suddenly she jumps in front of me I scream and fall backward on the tv and it falls down shattering pieces of glasses.

"the next time I float into this house, make sure that you are out of town" saying so she made a deep wound in my right cheek with her sharp nails. she fades away laughing cunningly at me.

blood is oozing from my wound, I put some medicine on the wound and change my clothes.

"where the hell am I supposed to go? and why should I go from this house? I bought this house and this house belongs to me" I shout in frustration.

I have my dinner in silence and think about what that ghost girl said to me. 

but reader, stay tuned because things are starting to turn against me. my life is in great danger now. but I didn't understand anything. all I know is something is happening here in this house, but what's happening?

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