The Ghost's Harp

Chapter V

By the time I reached the dealership it was 6:30 in the morning. I didn't sleep again that day after that whole ordeal. After that horrible experience. I returned the car and made my way across the street with my stuff. Like I said, thank god I had left my suitcase in the car and didn't bring into that..that nightmare house..

It wasn't until I waited by my gate in the airport that I had forgot my charger. I had left it in my guest room at the haunted house. But I didn't care. I easily bought a new one at the airport convenience store. Chargers are more replaceable than human lives.

Well in short, I got on my flight and made it back to California. So far the only ones who knows my terrible ordeal with the paranormal is my boyfriend..and my therapist..

A couple days after I had landed, I did some research about The Dreamy Inn. Looks like police did eventually find the clerk's body and they ruled it as dying from natural causes. The dreamy inn house tho is still there. And I think to this day it's still standing. No one has tore it down and no one has been able to rent it for years.

But I had an experience. I had an earth shattering experience that I can never forget. I've grown physically weaker and part of my brown hair has actually turned white due to the intense stress and anxiety I went through that night.

Whenever I travel now I make sure to do my research history about motels before staying in them. I'm afraid of sleeping alone now, And I cannot for the life of me never hear harp music again.

The mere tunes of a harp unless it's overshadowed by other instruments always sends me into a panic attack. Even Brahms lullaby gives me anxiety now. Cause all I can think of that horrible night..that horrible night I experienced for the first time of the supernatural world.

And there's not a night where I don't have vivid nightmares of the dreaded Ghost's Harp...

THE END