INWhen we were youthful, they lived in a very aged and enormous house. Young, as I was in kindergarten, and my oldest siblings were in first grade. My siblings and I loved to wear my mother's pink heels. Whenever I wore it, I pretended that I was the notable tanker of the tap, because the pumps made a stunning wedge sound on our wooden floor (or at least it was stunning in our ears at that time). Of course, my mother thought that the most annoying and often complain about me to stop many times a day. My siblings and I alternately wearing these pink pumps around the house, wherever it would cause wedge noise.
One day my brother wore pumps up the stairs. He wanted to show us that he had crazy skills and was able to walk without tripping up the stairs. After entering a few times and down, he took off his shoes and left them at the top of the stairs, and then ran. My sister tried to go down and up again. She left the pumps at the bottom of the stairs. When my turn came, I could only walk with shoes up the stairs, until I heard my mother screaming from the kitchen so that we would not play with her shoes, because we intend to stumble and break our heads up the stairs. So I left my shoes on the stairs and ran to join others.
Ostrara watched television in a cave while my mother was still in the kitchen, cooking. Suddenly we heard the episode of the sound from the top of the stairs. The noise approached. We all went to the stairs to check it and they were my mother's pink pumps. They were at the bottom of the stairs. I know for sure that they were at the top of the stairs when I left them. We were all surprised.
We returned to the cave. A few minutes later we heard the noise again. So we all ran back to the stairs and found pink pumps up and bottom of the stairs, and all this as if it was done by an hidden person. I was so shocked, even for a diminutive child, I stood there, looking at my shoes in amazement. My mother shouted from the kitchen, telling us to destroy her. We all shouted and hid behind my mother. We told her what happened.
When she went to check, the shoes stopped moving. I hate this when ghosts play tricks on youthful children and have no influence on adults.
