Last year, me and my friends decided to visit a haunted house. They called it the Ghost House because all the people who went in, never came out so a ghost might have killed them.

So, that afternoon, we wanted to try and get in. We were afraid and only one of us, George, wanted to go inside. He believed that ghosts were idiotic things and he went in. We were waiting for him for about fifteen minutes.We were standing outside the window when we saw a person's hand on it!! We understood it was George's!!! Suddenly, the hand disappeared. We heard him screaming and we ran away.

Next morning, we went back to the house. No one wanted to go in but I went inside. The door closed behind me by itself. I looked out of the window and it was night! No one was there! Then, I heard footsteps and a little girl appeared. She was six or seven years old. She fell down and started crying. I came near her and I asked her if she was okay. She looked me. Her eyes were all green and I realised that she was not a girl, but a ghost!! And maybe this was the ghost who keeps people there and doesn't let them go!!!

I shouted without being afraid and then, she screamed. It was terrible!!She moaned but I didn't wait to hear her. I took George and ran away. We left the house and we never talked about this again!!