Ghost girl
by Ghoststories
(Not telling)
Well this story has been waiting for someone to read it. I myself refused at first to believe in ghosts UNTIL. It was a foggy fall night at the house. When I woke up I decided I was thirsty and needed a drink. I got up and poured some lemonade. Then right behind me I heard VERY faint footsteps like a whisper. I turned around and what to my wondering eyes there was nothing. So I shrugged and walked back to bed. I ignored the fear and was going to go back to sleep. Well my bedroom is downstairs. And I turned around to see a girl. Now this WASNT any girl, she had black hair (in her face) and a white cloak.