Ghost in the attic

Chappie 1

"Harry do you like it!" No response

"Harry honey I know you miss your father but he's in a better place, would you want him to suffer or go to sleep forever, peacefully." I heard a woman say to a person I have not heard a response from...I start walking down the stairs, I see a cute kid about 15.

Well okay a cute teenager....What!?

"Mum, can I go pick out a room?" He asked, already walking to the stairs.

"Sure honey, I'll call you down for supper soon." And with that he went upstairs.

He started walking upstairs, and he looked in my direction. "Home sweet home...I guess..." As he walked down the hallway, he went into my old room, "Mum I found my room" he said as he took a look around.

He went into the closet and looked up...he saw it..he pulled the rope and the ladder came down.

Dust flying everywhere, from the lack of being opened.

He walked up I was watching his every movement. He went over into he corner where my chest which held my journal, I actually write in it before I died too.

It holds all my secrets...everything.

Curly....yes I'm calling the kid curly. He opened my chest, and his eyes went straight for my journal.

He went down the ladder with my journal tightly in his grasp.

He lays it down on the floor, and goes downstairs. "Harry what are you doing down so early" "Just grabbing a beanbag and some clothes so I can take up to my room"

I hear these muffled voices of who I now know is harry and his mum talking.

I hear footsteps come up, Harry comes in and places the bean bag in the corner, along with some blankets.

He walks back to where he left the journal and places his clothes down in it's place. He walks back and gets comfortable, and then he opens up my journal.

"Property of ______ _______" I hear him read the first page, that I never filled out.

"Day 1 first day of school.."