ANDIt was a balmy June at my grandparents' house and very tedious. I desperately needed something to do. It's a great joy to be with older people. The city where he lives is not very huge. His name is Kermit. I really didn't think anything frosty would happen this summer. I gave up all hope for fun and excitement. It was already overdue in the evening and I decided to sleep with my younger sister in the last room at the back of the house. She woke up saying she heard some noises, but I ignored her and went back to bed. Whoever listens to their younger siblings. I woke up a little later and saw the figure of a person standing by the bedroom door, she was just looking at me and had probably been standing there all night. I even covered my head, thinking it would go away. I know it's childish behavior. At least it helped a little. Then my younger sister woke up and said who was standing by the bed. The shadow just moved from the door to the bed.
Then it was morning and I told my grandmother what happened, but she didn't listen. I felt so ignored. So when night fell, my sister and I decided to spend the night in the living room with my brother. At least if the ghosts attack us, we have an older brother who will support us… Or sacrifice himself, whichever comes first. We went to sleep and we kept hearing bulky footsteps and suddenly I saw glowing green eyes. There's no way it came from the car, and it's very murky in my grandmother's apartment building. This time my brother saw something terrifying. He saw someone looking out the window and immediately shouted, “There's a ghost looking in!” He jumped up, turned on the featherlight, and there was nothing there. I sighed, half of me wanted to push him towards the ghost and then scream and run away, but again my mother would kill me. We would never really know the secrets of these shadows, but to this day I will never go back to my grandmother. However, my parents are forcing me to leave, but have they seen the same thing as me?
