I my self have sevral stories to tell. the first is of my great gramps,he died when i was realy young.i started seeing him when i was 13,i was coming in the house,from school and walking twards my bedroom,i stopped.there was an outline of what looked lik a senile perosn,old and wrinkle faced,i ran into my room,slammed the door and hid under my bed.an hour passed,i came out and there he was again,bending down and looking at me with what seeming like blank eyes.

my next storie is of my cousin dying when i was 12.he was in an accident,broke his neck and died instantly.it started when i was 13.i was trying to get to sleep,as all of you know its kind of hard to when your parents are watching tv.i had my eyes closed,and i felt something warm on my cheek,i swatted it away.it came back,i looked over and theres the outline of my cousin's fat face! i sat in the fetal possition,balling my head off all night.

i live by my self now,im still visited by ghosts,all diffrent peoples.im visited by a little girl,she wears a white night gown and holds a teddy bear with her,whe watches me draw and read alot.im not disturbed by her presence at all.im used to it by now.when im watching tv i can hear her jumping on my bed,playing around.other times a man walks into my library i have in my house,picks up a book,sits down and reads,accaionaly looking up at me.