The spirit ruins my party

The spirit ruins my party
3 August 2025 J.W.H

ANDIt was 12:00 at night, and I and my friend Amanda just got out of the shower (we have 2 showers). My parents disappeared for the weekend in Hawaii. Amanda and I decided to organize an amazing party that night. We invited the entire first year class. Let's face it, the party is not really a nice party in high school, unless it has beer and alcohol. I gave Amanda the keys to go to the garage, to get him. She went there and heard the shout and breaking the glass. Amanda ran up and told me with a very low breath that she saw a man throughout Black. I said it's all right, I told her that he probably just saw things. So I went for a beer. I didn't see anything. I pulled out fries, put it in bowls and a whole lot of things for a party.

People finally began to appear. We turned up the music really raucous and everyone danced and had a ball, and some people were on the stairs. Suddenly my friend Heather went down the stairs with a white face. She said she was going to the bathroom, went out and went through a man dressed in black. We told her that it was OK and for a while we sat on her on the couch. She decided to go home, Heather said she was to perform. Now everything was fine and great and I saw this man sitting on my sofa. He behaved “I am the first -grade relaxation on the couch.” Nobody really noticed. I think most were drunk … I saw him. I told him to leave my house. No answer from him. So I called some boys, and they said: “What are you talking about, there is no one there. I think you are drunk brigitte. All right, just sit down and stop drinking.” But I didn't even drink! I told them and they treat me as if they didn't even hear me. So that's what I went through, I didn't want to ruin the party. I mean that if I had a sweet party, I would become the main “Squeese” at school, so I just went and danced with my friends.

As long as Amanda saw him again. She came to me screaming and screaming, falling and coming. I tried to comfort her and decided that I would not let him ruin my party. So I asked him “Please! Go and don't ruin my party!” I can't believe I did it, I was so scared. He just disappeared in front of me. I thought it was all chilly, so I started dancing again and saw him look at the window at me. I just ignored him. I saw him, but I didn't care, I wanted to be chilly at school, as long as the boy, the most popular heated boy at school, did not see him. I told him he just saw things, although I really saw him. Of course, everyone believed him. He left. So everyone remained except for about 5 people. Buti just sent them home because the party was no longer fun.

I wasn't exactly chilly at school, but Eric's most popular boy now paid more attention to me and Amanda. Since then, I haven't seen the spirit, so I think he just wanted to ruin my fun. I asked my parents if someone died in this house or something about when they returned home. Only I did not say about the party then (I think I will just wait until I move out and not ground me). They told me that people before us were murdered in this house and that's why we got it so inexpensive.

Now I live in another house very far.

  • J.W.H

    John Williams is a blogger and independent writer focused on consciousness, perception, and human awareness, exploring topics such as dreams, intuition, and non-ordinary states of experience. Driven by a lifelong curiosity about the nature of reality and subjective experience, his perspective was shaped in part by structured study, including the Gateway Voyage program at the Monroe Institute. His writing avoids dogma and sensationalism, instead emphasizing critical thinking, personal insight, and grounded exploration. Through his work, John examines complex and often misunderstood subjects with clarity, openness, and an emphasis on awareness, choice, and personal responsibility.