I had recently moved into this huge new mansion I’d bought. The home was previously owned by the infamous Ashley Davies, the first daughter of multi-millionaire rocker, Raife Davies, and the only daughter of ex-groupie, ex-wife, and gold digging wench, Christine Davies. It was said Ashley had committed suicide, but was never proved. And apparently her relentless and angry ghost haunts the house. I guess to scare people out of buying the house. So of course now everyone is afraid to go in there. But quite frankly I don’t care. Let her try to scare me, it’s not like it’ll work. I’m not afraid of some stupid ghost. I barely even believe in them. But if she really is there, all I have to say to her is, she better watch out who she’s messing with, and move over because there’s a new sheriff in town, and it isn’t her.

Well, I guess let me tell you about myself. My name’s Spencer Carlin, I’m 21 years old, and I’m on my third year of collage. For some reason, My girlfriend thinks it was a mistake to buy the house but I don’t think so. Oh yeah I’m gay, too. Well now that you know all the information let me tell you what happened on my first day in the house.

October 24, 2005

As I’m walking up the stairs to my new house, I feel as though I’m being watched. I look at the house and notice someone or something it one of the windows. I couldn’t get a good look but it seemed to be a woman with brown hair.

As I finally finished unpacking I heard something down the hall.

As I'm walking down the hall to the bedroom I heard the noises in I can feel the temperature rapidly dropping and a chill goes down my spine. I open the door to find nothing but air and a little dust. As I turn around I breath a sigh of relief. When I finish turning I am met with a face with brown eyes and curly brown hair and a body to die for. "Who are you?"

"Who am I? No the question is who are you? And what are you doing in my house?" that’s when it hit me, this must be the ghost of Ashley Davies

"I’m Spencer Carlin, and this is my house."

"Ha, that’s bullshit. This is my house, it always has been, always will be. You’ll see." With that she disappears into thin air

October 31, 2005

I had just gotten home from school to find Ashley sitting on the couch. "can I not get rid of you?"

"Nope I told you this is my house. I can’t leave either way."

"Why not?"

"I died in this house and until I fulfill my purpose I’m doomed to stay here."

"And what is your purpose?"

"I don't know."

"well if you don’t mind, I think I'm going to take a nap. So if you wouldn’t mind keeping the noise down?"

"Sure. You know you’re the first person to not run away from me screaming?"

"yeah I know." With that I walk up to my bedroom and go to sleep.

(tell me what you think.)