There was a crack of far of thunder, above the old McKinney house. The rocking chair on the porch creaked loudly, even though the house hit wad been vacant for over 20 years, according to my mother's friend Jenny Holmes. The farm house, although it was old looked strangely beautiful; as if were just built.. In the gray house, there was one light flipped on, which was strange for the place, even if it were haunted, which everyone believed. I was going to go prove them all wrong.

I went home quickly after that, because I planned to come back after dark. When I stepped inside I heard my mothers frantic voice, and Jenny Holmes calm quiet one. " Yes.Mrs. McKinney and their two children Jacob and Annie, got murdered, by Mr.McKinney. And weeks later, Mr.McKinney took his own life, out of despair and guilt.. It's rumoured to be haunted espiecally after Finnick Mason, died last year, after vandalizing the wall behind the house, In a tragic car crash. I don't believe it, but it could be true." She finished, and I smiled. Perfect, everyone belives it..

After dark, I slipped out of the open window, and walked toward the old farm house. I took a sharpie, and wrote the names "Rose" on the gray wall. Smiling I turned back toward my house, and went back into my bed, and let myself sleep. The next day at school everyone patted me on the back, and talked and talked to me. Until this one girl Deliah told me I would die in 7 days. I rolled my eyes at her, and ignored her comment. A week later, I skipped home, and lived happily ever after.

If only eh? I died later in on the 7th day, but I still don't believe in ghosts.