I was 16 at the time and i had just moved into a house that was really old. anyway it was our first night in the house and i was watching tele in the sitting room. then i heard the microwave beeping. so i went into the kithcen to turn it off, thinking my brother had left it on, but it was turned off. i didnt think any thing of it so i went bak into the sitting room. then i heard a moaning comeing from the top of the stairs. so i went to go see what it was. there i saw a lady in a long white night gown with long brown hair. she was saying to find her jewellery box that she had left in the house. i was about to say i dont no was she was tlking about but she just dissapeard. i was so scared i ran to my aunties house who live 6 blocks down the road, and told her the whole story.

that night will haunt me for the rest of my life and keep me thinking if i'll ever see her agen. because i am 19 now and am still living in that house. maybe i will see her and ask her how she died and why she was looking for a jewellery box. part of me wants to meet her and part of me doesnt. but i wouldnt mind if i did.