When I was Scared

There was a time when I was scared. It was the other day when I was sleeping in my room. A while back that I told my little sister that there was a ghost in my closet, she would slide into the door way looking like the freaky girl on the ring. She would slide out making no sound looking at you with her hair draped over her face you'll hear the little children's song "Ring Around the Rosy". As the music is playing she'll move to one spot to the next every time you blink. Then she would scream at you with a high pitched screeching sound. Then she would vanish into the air leaving a echoed laugh. After you'll hear her scratching the walls whispering in your ear "let me out let me out".

That is what I told my little sister. But the other night I was thinking about it and dang it gave me the chills. Okay the truth is that I never liked the dark, ever. But it is not the dark I fear it is my own imagination that comes with the dark. So the other night I was trying to go to sleep, I freaked when I looked at my closet door for it looked like as if she was standing right there. Also the reason why I freaked is that that some people if they believed in ghost and ghosts that are not there then they would be created. So yeah that is why.