Steph's Auto-biography

The year of fear and happiness. Part two.

Jessy one of my moms friends, she was staying on our couch, so nice, but played tricks on us. Like that Freddy Kruger was gonna get us.

She had pushed me and my mom into the room, locking the door from outside. In puertorico the doors were like that, weird right?. Anyway. So was the light switch. She turned that off as well.

We screamed, banged, and I sat in a corner and cried till jessy let us out. I couldn't stop, or eat for two days, afraid of the dark, the nothing that could hurt me most.

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I saw an angel in the kitchen watching us, but my mom said nothing was there. Even though she did run away from it all day. It was a little girl, with white skin, and wings, with a halo, and a blue aura glowing all around her.

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I went to grandmas house and I was sleeping this time, before it was bed time, me and maya went outside, and played tennis at night. But the ball fell on the other side, but then it came back, no one was there, we took a double take, and then saw.

A Ghost army man, looking like he was from the civil war times, he had a beard, and lifeless eyes, grey, and stayed hovering on the other side where our ball had fallen earlier.

Me and maya were so scared we ran so fast back into the safety of the house. We told Grandma, grandma couldn't see him, but we still did, and we told her where he was but not getting near.

She put a candle exactly where we told her we saw him. We never talked about it, ever, we just had a gaze and always just knew not to.