Ghost Whispers
I was sleeping at my mate Emma’s one night. We stayed up all night, talking about the supernatural like we always did, but on this night, we heard a strange noise. We thought at first it was her brothers playing a trick on us, but then we heard this weird whispering that sounded like it was in the room. We knew Megan, Emma's little sister, was fast asleep, so she couldn't have done it. We decided to get up and investigate.
Emma had a mirror on her bedroom wall, and as we got up to go see about the noises, we looked into it, and where we were sitting, on the top bunk, was a little ghostly figure of a boy. We just looked at each other; we weren't really bothered about it at first, but I kept hearing whispering in my ear saying, “Get out!” over and over, and Emma felt a punch on her back.
The next day, when Emma’s parents went out, we went outside. We hung around for a bit, but when we went back to the door, we could hear voices (may I remind you, no one else was in). They were male, one younger and one quite old. It seemed like they were in the midst of an argument, and when we went to go back in, the back door was locked, and so was the front. When the front door finally did open, we went inside and found a kitchen knife on the sofa. We ran, and never went back inside unless Emma’s parents were in. Since then, we never heard the voices again, but we never gave them the chance, because we never messed with the supernatural again.
