This is not a true story. its just something from my imagination.
i had never believed in ghost until last year. my family and i moved into a hundred year old house in a small town in Tennesse. mom loved the house and wanted to make it the perfect house. but there was something very strange about the house. my sister allison and i would hear bizarre noises and the lights would flicker. i had no idea what it was all about. but some people from my school said there was a young 18 year old girl by the name of maryanne samaris had been murdered there. and they said she could possibly be haunting the house. but i didn't believed them anyway.
but one night when i came down stairs into the kitchen to get myself a cold glass of milk.i turned one the lights and about a miunte or two later they just turned off on their own. i just thought it was the wind but i was dead wrong! as i turned to go back up stairs i couldn't believe what or who appeared before my eyes. there in front of me was a young girl no older then 18.i couldn't believe it could this really be maryanne samaris? . she stared at me for quite some time. for what had seem like hours she finally disappeard.
the next day i told my mom but she didn't believe. but when i told allison she said she had seen maryanne at the foot of her bed just about everynight.
that morning i decided to head out to the library just to put something else on my mind. while was i at the library i was looking through some newspapers that dated back to the mid 1890s. as i read in one that dated back in 1904 i saw our house and the line said murder in the samaris. and right below was a picture of maryanne. it was her the girl that my sister and i had been seeing. when i got home my mom and dad were packing. whats going on? i asked. were leaving! dad said. i guess my parents saw her as well. but i didn't bother ask.
its been five years since i had lived in that old house. but i still wonder about maryanne. who was she? why was she still there?