Hide And Go Seek

Were to start?. I was about 15 at the time and my life was pretty much normal. My father's company decided to re- locate us to a small city called Latrobe. The first time we drove through the streets, the place looked pretty much the same as Ann Arbor except for the house. Our new house had 11 bedrooms and 6 bathrooms. Sounds pretty cozy and don't get me wrong, it was a beautiful old house it was just how the air was so still all the time and how the wind blew against the house.

At first for some reason I could tell that there was something about the place but I put the idea aside and as usual I put my logic in front of me.

Everything was perfect until the week after we moved in, I had just started school but things at the house started to get a little strange. Now, we've all heard the stories about things falling off shelves and furniture moving but do you really know what its like to see a ghost?

I was brushing my hair getting ready to go to a party some people at my new school invited me to and the most scariest thing in my life was standing about 5 feet away from me. As I said, I was just brushing my hair admiring myself like everyone does and when I looked into the top, right side of the mirror I noticed that the door was open to my bedroom even though I still recall closing it. And at that moment a small boy walked into the room with his hands covering his eyes as if he was afraid to look at me. I got up quickly and right when I started to back away, he began to count. I couldn't understand him that much but all I know was that he was counting. I ran past him as fast as I could holding tears back and shaking. When I turned around to see if he was following me, he was gone.

Today I still question what I saw but how many times do you see small, pale children walking through locked doors while playing hide-n-go-seek?

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Submitted by Julian Jones, Pennsylvania, USA