Hey its me agian wether you remember me or not here is my other story, its a bit longer than the other one but here. Ok I'm like 5-6 and we just mooved in to our new house and we met our new nabors to our left side of the house and there mom is devorsed and she has 2 kids, Kristien and Kenny anyways, w'ill my bro Justin is in his room with Kenny me and Kristy(thats wat every one calls her)are in my room and she tells me a story that a fisher man died in our house I asked her how and she said that his wife was a nurs and died of canser. He was so lonly and misrabil that he shot him self in the head one night. I'm not shur if she was saying this to scarr me or telling the truth but like 3 years after that it was thundering and I coulen't fall asleep when I heard a wiseling sound. I went to tell my mom but she said it was the wind blowing thrue the trees realy hard and to go back to sleep. I tride to go to sleep ut just coulen't and I saw a strange figur fly past my windo so I looked out and saw a a fisher man's ghost. And till this day his ghost still haunts me and my room. I'v actually became good friends with him. You probly don't beleave this one at all but it realy is true.