Sleepover

From: chloe  (wakygal9@aol.com)
Story type: Ghost
Location: house
Source: Form Submission

Heres another story about my house. My best friend, Sara spent the night when I was about 7. Earlier that year, we moved to california from manhattan after my fathers death. Anyway, we were about to go to sleep when my friend saw something in the hall. She said it was the shadow of something. Since we just watched a scary movie. Later she woke me up and turned on a light. There before my eyes was a male figure. He had no face. He turned around and muttered a word. Then he dissappeared in my closet. We ran in to my moms room and told her. She said that she thought that we were playing because she heard childrens laughter. We looked up my house in the libarary (local history service) and it said that a mother murdered her 3 kids and husband in 1947 and then killed her self. We sold the house a year later. In that year and a half there has been lots of encounters. Tell ya more later.