Haunted

Moving in (chapter 1)

There I sat all alone, by myself. I wasn't sad or depressed at all. In fact I loved all the alone time! Away from people, animals, just life in general, but ghosts aren't living.

Arryanna was my name and ghosts were my game! Although it wasn't always like that. I guess I can spare the time on how it all started. Well, get ready for a flashback!

I hauled my suitcase down what seemed like a never-ending road. My father had just gotten a new job, he was an Auditor. In case you don't know what that is (not many people do), an Auditor is a person who examines financial records and tax info for business' all over the world. "It's a good living" he says. I won't lie he does make pretty good money but his taste in houses are as bad as his taste in music. We'll get to that later. I stood in front of the old house, it seemed to welcome with death. I wouldn't be surprised if it was at least 100 years old. You may think I'm exaggerating, think again. I dug into my skinny jean's pocket to find the key that unlocked the door. I felt the cold metal against my skin and I pulled out the key. I trudged up the stairs, they shrieked and creaked under my weight. I opened the door with my key and walked in. I was met by a damp, moldy smell. I cringed and advanced further into the house. I cautiously walked around expecting the floor to cave in on me. I got about half way through the room and stopped. I inspected the house. It wasn't all that great. The paint on the wall was peeling, there was water damage on the ceiling, and mold growing the corners. I made a gag face and moved on. I jumped as the floorboards let out another shriek. I sighed as I realized it was just the floor. That's when, in a split second I was thrown into a world of darkness.

A/N: heya guys! Thanks for reading my story! Sorry if the chapters are a bit short I'll try to make them longer... Anyways I'll try to update as much as possible. Until next time!!!!