Ghost in the Window

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Story type: Ghost
Location: My Home in Virginia
Source: Form Submission

I was twelve years old at the time, my parents and brothers had all gone but I had elected to stay home. We lived in the country with no near neighbors. I love to read so went out to the front lawn and lay on a blanket and was reading my book. For some reason I looked up at our house, (now our house is a civil war era house and is two stories). For some reason I was drawn to look at an upstairs window. I saw a lady standing in the window and noticed that the curtains were not the ones my mom had put up there. This room was just an old storage room at the time. No one was home but me and after seeing that lady I was too terrified to go back in the house until my parents and brothers returned. I told my mom what I had seen and she told me that the family that had lived there before us included and old lady who died in that room. After that I never went into that room alone.