The Museum of Haunting

It was just June the First when I saw it.

I was in bed reading a book when all of a sudden I heard my little brother scream.

I knew it, something was wrong!

I jumped up out of bed as fast as I could to see my little brother up against the corner of the wall screaming at nothing.

Once I got him to calm down I asked him what was wrong. He told me that something was chocking him and pulling his hair.

The next morning really strange things have been happening like people walking up and down are hallway at night and stuff being moved.

From that day on, we moved out of our house, and it is now called the Museum of Haunting.