I was 12 when I moved into that house. I was a nice looking house. It had four bedrooms, two bathrooms, two walk-in closets, an attic and a basment. It was surrounded by trees and there was a cave not to far away from the house (you had to acually look to find it). Well the first two weeks went really well and nothing really happened. My brother and I explored the wood and the cave (we weren't really aloud to go far into it). And we had fun in the house too. Well one night while I was taking a shower I felt like their was someone else in the bathroonm with me so when I look out of the shower no one was there. So I went on doing what I had to do then when I got out I looked at teh mirror. What was on it scared me real bad. I said GET OUT OR PAY. At first I thought that it was my brother playing a prank on me and I yelled at him. He said he had no iead what I was talking about. Then like a week later I heard nosies coming from up in the attic. I went up their the next day, and their wasn't really anything in there. Just some old trunks and a photo album. I decided to look at it. It was full of pictures of a little girl and boy. At the bottom of one of the pictures it was in loving memory. Taht must have ment one or both of them had died. Just then I felt something touch my back and when I turned around there was no one there. Well days later my brother and I went to the cave. I was nice out and we really didn't have anything to do. (In mind it was the middle of summer so we really hadn't made any friends yet). Well while we were in the cave it had suddenly started to rain so we decided, regarding our mothers warning, to go farther into the cave to explore. Well while we were in there we found something really weird and kinda scary. We found a bone. Well we thought that a dog or a wolf had dragged it into the cave. Until we got further into the cave. Thats when me and Anthony, my brother, started to really freak out. Se found a skull and a couple other bones. Well we had ran back home. Our parents weren't home and the gentle ran had turned into a bad storm, while we were in the cave. So when we got to the house the power was out. We had gone into the kitchen and settled down for a few minutes. We still saw the skull and bones. Some of the bones looked the same so that ment there were two people. My brother had decided to go down into the basement and see if he could fix the power. Well while he was down there I decided to try the phone lines. They were down so I couldn't call my parents on there cell phone. Just then I heard a scream come from the basement. I ran to the door to see what had happen. I called Anthonys name. No answer. I called again. Still no answer. SO I started to go down into the basement when I heard whispering behind me. I turned around and at the top of the steps I saw two little children standing at the top of the steps. For a moment I thought I knew them until I remembered the photos up in the attic. I children just smiled down at me . When I started to go back up the steps the door slamed shut. I tried the door and it was locked. I ran back down the stars to find my brother. He was lying in the corner. I ran over to him. He was bleeding on the head. I knew right then and there that the two kids were ghost and that was there bones in the cave. And now they are out to get there revenge. To be continued...