I was walking back from the first day at Slauson Middle School. I was walking through Slauson woods. I was mad at my parents because my parents moved us from Ann Arbor MI. I was wondering why no one else was taking this path to school even though it is the fastest. Then I heard a giggle I looked back but I didn't see anything. I thoughtsomeone was picking on me because I was new at the school. Then i started to walk back home when I heard the giggles again but this time it was louder. Then I stopped, turned around and started to walk in the other direction. I searched and searched and I saw no one. That’s when I started to get scared. I ran all the way home. I told my mom and nobody believed me. That night I was watching news with my parents when I heard the news reporter say It is the 30 year anniversary of a murder of a boy and a girl at Slauson Woods. So then I told my parents again and this time they believed me. You might not believe in my story but I believe that there are ghosts in Slauson Woods.