Haunted at midnight

In the day, I said that I believe in science and admire the truth. I can run into the haunted habits myself. I am afraid I have forgotten everything.

More than 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, black lacquered, can not see a light. I was awakened by a nightmare and wanted to go to the bathroom. Suddenly, the window made a deafening noise! I was so scared that I immediately got into the bed and said to myself, "Only, it is only the wind, the wind, no, no... relationship." At this time, I felt the curtain "Husha, Husha" It floated up. "What are you doing," I thought. "I have only seen this scene on TV. You thought you were shooting a horror movie..." "Hey!" I only heard a loud noise, and my heart hangs in my throat. That feeling is like a person who hasn’t heard the sound for decades and suddenly heard the big bang – almost scared people out of heart!

Finally, I took the courage, took a deep breath, rushed down from the bed at the fastest speed, and ran to the door in three steps and two steps to light up the lights. I gasped and looked up to the ground. It turned out that the loud noise was that the comic book was dropped on the ground. I was displeased to think: "When is it bad? It’s scary at this time, it’s scary, hate!" Just as I bent down on the comic book, a pair of cold hands rested on my shoulders, I fell Take a breath of air, do not dare to move when standing in the same place. "Birch, what are you doing so late?" Isn't this - mother's voice? I looked back and my mother yawned and stood behind me. "Mom, Mom, how is your hand, how terrible, hey, I mean cold?" "Mom just washed my hands, how is your voice so shaken?" "That is because..." I just thought Say something just now, but I think if I was told by my mother that I would say that I was a "big fool", I quickly changed my mind and said, "That's because your hand is too cold."

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After the incident, I thought I would never believe that there was a "ghost", but it may be that the fear of the person will never disappear. It didn't take long before I came again...

Fifth grade: girl, I am born and proud