I use to like going in the basement, But i do not anymore here's why...
I was eleven when i first saw my first ghost. It was in my house that I saw it, in the basement. I was playing with my toys next thing I know i could feel this chill like someone left the window open but there were no windows in the house. someone or something whispered something i could not remember, when i looked to see what it was someone was standing blocking the door so i could not leave. I was screaming HELP HELP but no one could here me because my babysitter was probley upstairs making out with her boyfriend. then the person that was blocking the door came down the stairs then came at me his steps looked like he had a deep hate for kids. at this point i was screaming my head off my babysitter must have herd she came running down stairs and next thing i know i awoke in the hospital that's all i remember.
seven years went by that i remember that night like it was yesterday.
Nathaniel, Nathaniel wake up time for school don't be late my mother said:
I opened one eye What time is it mom?
she replied its 9:00
I replied shit, shit cant be late again
So quickly showered and got my stuff on and out the door I went and into my 1996 Mustang GT, I drove fast to school got there in five minutes when it takes 10 minutes. When I got there there were some of my friends (not really my friends they were assholes) they were skipping class. (not cool by the way) they were leaning on there cars smoking pot, one of them said, well well well look who it is guys its dumbo, earlier in the year my so called friends. i was dating the most poplar girl in school who was one of the guys ex girlfriend we were making out on my Mustang GT and he came up to her and started saying how he wanted her back and how i was bad for her, she gave me one look, she did not like that he was doing this so i steeped in.
I said leave her alone man
he replied na man shes mine
i said she dumped your sorry ass man
he wanted to fight so bad so he punched me Now I was taught to punch back, I did not for her but he had to push it.
walk away little boy just like your dad (my dad died) so I ran up to him and grabbed his shirt I said to him what the fuck did u say? he replied you herd me so I punched him. i punched to hard and knocked him out for a week.
Anyways im coming into school he said that i walked away he said what he said before I walked away and ran to my class the teacher said late again Mr. Leblanc i said im sorry.
So class ended my girlfriend star came up to me and said billy the asshole called me a bitch. So i went looking for him she said stop she grabbed my hand I tugged my hand away then i saw him then said u bitch you called star that eh? he said i did case she is one. I punched him and we fought he punched me i ducked then punched him in the gut then in the face then i went on top of him and went app shit on him he was knocked out but i kept on punching him my best friend Alex saw and ran to pull me off of him. but he could not so 20 guys had to pull me off but i wanted to kill him two were at my side one was in the back of me. They brought me to the office, you can tell what happens from there, I went home on the bus, when i got home i got a yelling at, i was sent to my room, when i got to the hall way i seen my room but the hall turned dark and gloomy, and so far away for some reason every time i walked towered it, it just got farther away from me so i ran it still got further and further away, I could see someone in the distance, someone or something was standing at my doorway then i woke up in hospital.
when i awoke someone was staring at me then it all went black.
