I’m pretty sure we have a ghost in our house. My mom tells me that’s all myth but I see her and play with her. Her name is Sally and she’s my friend. It all started on October 13,1885, it was a quiet day and we just move into our new house . the house was over 50 years old but , it was a big house so we didn’t mind. Everyone told us that the house was haunted but my parents denied it.
The first week was calm and quiet, the cat was acting strange though . I just thought that she was being weird because it was a new house, we had food and water by the stairs that head to the attic so she could eat. One night, the food bowl moved by itself . my parents of course blamed me but I didn’ttouch it, sally did.
At night sally would come into my room and she would ask me to play with her , I always said yes since I didn’t have any siblings to play with. My dad would usually come into my room and yell at me for not being in bed. I would tell him that sally asked me to play with her butt, my dad said that ghosts didn’t exist. So he would leave me alone in the dark on the floor and go back to bed .
A few years later on the same day, we moved into the house , October 13,1886, I heard a scream come from my bedroom . I ran over to their to see what was wrong . I tried opening the door but it was locked. I ended up busting the door open and walking into their room , they were dead , my parents were dead.
The next morning , police arrived at our house ,they didn’t know who killed my parents. I now live with my aunty April . I always tell her about sally and how she’ll get mad when my dad came in and while we were playing and told me to go to bed. The night before my parents died, sally told me that she was gonna hurt my parents. I guess she ended up killing them instead of hurting them.
I never told anyone that sally killed my parents because sally was my friend and I don’t tell in my friends especially my ghost friends.