The Haunted House

As I was growing up, my mom told me a story about a house she and my grandfather lived in when my mother was a baby. She said that the house was very big and pretty, but there were many strange things happening inside.

My mom said the house had been built on top of an ancient cemetery.

She said that sometimes they would hear strange sounds coming from the walls or ceiling. She said that one night, she heard a sound like someone dragging chains across the floor. The next morning she found scratch marks on her father's bedroom door.

My grandfather's sister (my great-aunt) lived with them. My mom said that she was an old woman who wore black clothes all the time and never smiled or talked to anyone. She had long fingernails which she used to scratch people with if they bothered her.

One day, my mom said, she saw my great-aunt digging in the backyard near one of the trees. My mom thought this was strange because it was a hot summer day and her aunt never did any work. When she asked her aunt what she was doing, her aunt just glared at her without saying a word and walked away slowly with a strange look on her face.

Today I will tell you a story about my family and how we lived in a haunted house. It started a couple of weeks after we moved in. It was just another typical night at home. We were sitting in the living room watching a movie when I noticed something strange out of the corner of my eye.

First of all, it was not a very happy house because my dad almost died in the same room that my baby sister was born in. But that is another story. The first thing we noticed when we went to this house was the strange sounds at night. We could hear people talking, walking around and knocking on the walls. The second thing we noticed was that there was an old woman who used to walk around the neighbourhood late at night dressed in black clothes and wearing a mask over her face. We had no idea who she was or what she was doing out there.

One day, I saw this older lady standing at the window in the guest room that was upstairs, staring down at me. I stopped what I was doing and stood up. The woman was still standing at the window and when she realised that I had seen her she quickly shut the blinds and disappeared from sight.

I ran upstairs to see who it was, but when I got to the window, there was no one there!

Initially everyone thought I was crazy! They said nobody could possibly be living in our house without us knowing about it. Of course, they weren't going to believe me until they saw it themselves. A couple days later they finally experienced something strange.

Thirdly, there were maggots crawling all over our ceiling! And fourthly, there were invisible people moving very fast through our house doing crazy things like turning lights on and off without touching them or making sounds like someone walking up stairs when nobody else was home yet (the doors would lock themselves too). Also sometimes it felt like somebody else was standing right behind me while I stood in front of my bathroom mirror combing my hair - but when I turned around nobody was there!

Eventually, we couldn't bear it so my dad contacted a real estate agent to help look for another house. He did after a week, and just like the speed of lightning, we moved out!