Ghosts

Date: 9/8/2020

Our house in Salem was haunted and the ghosts that were taking over were so aggressive. Griselda started getting sick and we didn’t want her to suffer so we sent her away to a foster till we could get her back again. Before this My friends and I went to school abroad in Iraq, and there were some weird things that were happening: some kid threw up in class while her smiled. When we came home, a few months after, we found out the house was haunted. At some point, James and I were going out for a drive at night. James started saying stuff about how the world was a shithole and he just wanted to die. The music on the radio turned up without him changing it and he started singing. I screamed and cried for him to stop the car but he wouldn’t and the car slid and crashed, killing James. The next morning I was watching the news and they said James died as a result of suicide and his girlfriend in the passenger seat was safe. Then cats starting going feral and aggressive all over town. That’s when I knew I had to go find Griselda. So I went to the foster house which happened to be my old house on Oakhurst. When I got there, there were ghosts roaming the streets so I ran inside. The homeowner was gone. I looked for Griselda everywhere and called her name. When heard a low meow, it drew my attention to the kitchen which looked oddly like my Nana’s. The bread cupboard was closed but I heard the low meow coming from there again. I opened it and there was Griselda. I cried because she looked beyond recognition. Here eyes were rolled forward and her fur was shaved short from her mid back to her back legs. I took here out side and sat down. She talked to me but this time it was a voice I could understand. I don’t remember exactly what she said but then I woke up.