I have only seen one ghost, but it changed my life forever. It was my first night in a house I had bought from an older woman. I got it cheaply because I had her sign it over to me at a much lower price than its actual worth. I had saved thousands, and now the woman was dead, and everything was mine. I was sitting by the fireplace, feeling quite pleased with myself and my house, but I couldn’t shake off an uneasy feeling of being watched. I could hear a strange whispering noise, but when I turned round, I saw nothing. A chill ran down my spine. I knew I was not alone in the house. The temperature dropped, and I could see my breath. The lights flickered. I could hear footsteps, as if someone was dragging their feet. I ran to the door, but it wouldn’t open. I felt a cold, hard hand on my shoulder. Turning, I saw a decayed woman’s face with deep, bloodshot eyes; she pulled back her lips, revealing yellow, rotten teeth. The smell was overpowering. She came close to my face and shouted.
“You are not welcome here“.
She turned her back, walked, and faded away, leaving an awful, rotting stench in the air. I left the house that moment, and I knew I would never be able to go back. I also knew I would never be alone again; that is how it has been ever since.
