About like 2 years ago i moved into an old apartment. I was totally scared, hearing stories about people dieing there and such. Well, about 1 year ago, (i was nine) my friend came over and spent the night. We were just laying on my bed and Sarah (my friend) looked at me with wide eyes. I asked her, "What's Wrong?" And she said, "Well, I feel like something is around me. I like, am totally scared." I told her it was just me and that she wasn't use to the apartment yet, But after a few weeks later, I understood what she meant.

A few weeks after she went home, I was laying in bed trying to go to sleep, When i heard a door knob turn, then feet stomping on the ground. It went in a pattern like this "Turn, Turn, Stomp, Stomp." I was afraid. Then maybe like, a few months past. Then, i was just laying in bed, Too lazy to get up, I over heard my mom talking to my sister saying, "Yeah. Matt said he was shaving, getting ready for work. He said he saw a little girl run across the kitchen with a white dress, but no shoes. Long hair, but he couldn't tell what color it was." And i jetted out of my room and into the living room. "Is that true?!" I asked. And my mom said, "I don't know. Ask Matt." So when he came home that day, I asked. He said "Well, I SAW it anyways. Could of been my imagination." My heart raced. And raced.

Well, I am 10 years old now. Still afraid of that apartment. I don't care if you think this story is false or madeup, Because only I would know if it was true or not. And it was . . . True.