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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required This old house it creaks all through the night a most mysterious voice echo's through out even with the windows closed tight. I never paid it a lot of attention except on Halloween night, when a woman's ghostly shadow appeared on my stairwell in the dim lite hall light. My body did shiver from the cool air and goose bumps ran up and down my spine when I heard her call, Are you there? Mournfully she swayed upon the stairs and acted as if I was not even there. Into the end room she did stare and wept like a baby because who she was looking for at that moment, was not there. A bright light flashed and she was gone but no more than an hour later I heard her singing a song. Was a hymn from centuries ago and I couldn't place the song but it was familiar and for some reason to hear it again I longed. A knock on the door rattled me so, it was children standing on my porch in Halloween décor. I reached for my bucket for candy to give and she appeared at my side and a smile she did give. No one seen her except me and I wondered how the children, well they did not also see. Closing the door and returning to what I seen, up the stairs she did lead me. I followed her to the room at the top of the stairs and a boy sat beside her in my spare room's bed. She spoke not a word but her face was a glow and I had hoped she had found what she was looking for. I closed the door and down the stairs I ran, my heart was beating so loud it sounded like rain beating a tin pan. I stayed down stairs for the rest of the night and not once did I see her again until next year's Halloween night. I searched for records on the history of this home but there is nothing that explains why these two souls, live in my home. They come every year On Halloween Night and I stay in the den until daylight. They never bother me, but it still scares me so and hopefully someday they can find peace and can finally go.
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