"There's no such things as ghosts YN"
Isaiah, your best friend sighs taking a long drag from his cigarette
"But Is, I hear things at night, sometimes in the day when I'm alone too"
"You'll get locked up talking like that"
"Is, I'm being serious!" you practically yell at Isaiah "Tom said gran was a medium, could talk to spirits, Aunt Poll has a gift when it comes to babies and I'm hearing shit, what if I..."
"Ok YN, you are my best friend and I believe you every time you tell me something, but there's no such thing as ghosts. Now sit down and drink your drink" he nods towards the half full glass on the table. You sigh sitting down and taking a sip of your drink
"John used to tell me this story about a woman who lived in our house before us. She died because her husband murdered her and now she haunts the place. I swear I've heard her"
"It's just a story your brother told you to scare you and now it's worked"
"Who said I'm scared? You know what stay the night at the betting shop alone and then tell me ghosts aren't real"
"Fine" Isaiah groans.
"Blankets, water, food and a pillow" I show Isaiah the makeshift bed I have made for him "I'll be upstairs in my room if you need me to comfort you"
"Yeah yeah off you go YN I'll be fine" Isaiah tells me. I hold my hands in the air and walk out. I head upstairs and see Tommys light on, I knock it before walking in
"Hey Tom Is is staying over in the betting shop because he doesn't believe me that it's haunted"
"He's in for a long night" Tom chuckles. Out of all of my siblings he's the only one to believe me "goodnight YN"
"Night Tom" I close his door behind me and then into my room. I get changed and get into my bed.
I'm woken up in the middle of the night to being shuck
"YN, YN"
"What?" I reply to Isaiah annoyed
"You were right, there's a bloody ghost downstairs"
"Really? oh cool" I roll over so I'm not facing him
"I saw it YN, a woman. The story John told you is real"
"I know" I groan still half asleep
"YN can you come and look"
"Fine" I roll my eyes and slowly get out of bed. We walk downstairs and into the betting shop, there's nothing in there... at the moment "do you want to stay in the house? not that that's any better"
"Can I sleep on you bedroom floor" the lights then flick on causing Isaiah to scream as my aunt Polly is stood at the door
"Will you pair shut up. All I can hear is you freaking out" Polly points to Isaiah
"Sorry Poll" Isaiah looks down at his feet
"Bed, both of you" we both make our way to my room and I get Isaiah sorted on my bedroom floor
"Thank you YN"
"So do you believe me now?"
"Yes. I believe you"
"Good" I get into my bed "oh also if you wake up and there's a little boy in the room that's just...."
"Finn I know"
"No it's William, he had TB. Goodnight Is"
"Wait, what. You can't just tell me that and then go to sleep"
"I can and I will"
"But YN..."
"Shhh go to sleep"
"I suppose he got scared then?" I hear Tommys voice. I open my eyes and see my 3 older siblings looking at Isaiah on my floor
"At least he slept on the floor" Arthur comments
"Does he believe you now about the ghosts"
"Yes I think he does" I laugh getting out of bed
"You gonna wake him up?" John asks
"Na he had a bad night last night. Think William came to say hi" I walk past my brothers who all chuckles
"Poor lad" Tommy says as we make our way downstairs
"YN ghosts aren't real" Arthur sighs
"You sure about that. Maybe tonight I'll ask William to go say hi to you"
"Err no no thank you. No thank you William" Arthur shouts out looking around him
"I'm hungry, let's eat" I walk into the kitchen with my brothers following me
"Sleep well YN?"
"Like a baby. Is however I don't think got much sleep" aunt Polly smiled and gives me a knowing wink.
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