One Scary Night...

When I was very little like 7 or 8, I spent the night over at my friend's house.  She had told me stories about a really scary ghost that would trash her home. I didn't believe her, but I thought it was too cool to pass up.  So,  I had to visit.  My friend , her sister and her friend, and I were watching TV when we heard something in the back room where her baby brother was sleeping.  We got a little spooked, but we went to check.  When we got there, the baby was floating up over his crib!  We didn't know what to do!  My friend screamed and then the baby fell. 

When their mom and dad got home we all tried to tell them but they didn't believe us.  By this time we were all scared to death.  We tried to calm down but it didn't work.  My friend and I slept on the top bunk and the others on the bottom.  My friend was near the wall and I was facing her so my back was facing the rest of the room - all I could see was her and the wall.  She turned around to tell me something, then her eyes got really big and she turned white.  When I saw her face I went numb from fear.  I turned to see what she was looking at and I saw a torn up man reaching over us screaming and screaming and screaming.  He grabbed my arm and disappeared.  After that night he never came back. 

Submitted by:  Stephanie G.

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