Bathroom Ghost

I'm really not sure what age I was, but when I was young. I always loved to go over to my grandma's house, but strange things happened. She lived right across the street from us but that didn't make it easy to see her. Only in the silent dark may this be seen. I mostly spent the night at her house but always was afraid to leave my room, or if I was in the living room, which I was terrified to be in, I would never go to my room. Why? Well because the bathroom is right next to the room I sleep in and the hallways were nearly pitch black sometimes. Even during the day it was pitch black, but anyway you would have to cross the bathroom to get to the room.

God, I hated doing that. In the corner of your eye you would see a man on the toilet sitting there staring into space, nothing, but only in the corner of your eye may you see him in the dark. Because I was so scared I had to turn my head. When I did he was gone. HA! I would laugh in my head. I feel like I released it from its nasty prison. One night I thought he wouldn't appear but I was wrong, DEAD WRONG! When I went to see I saw another man with one of those shaving utensils from the barbers place, slice his throat.......(sorry for that pause I got a sudden shiver). Well, like I was saying, I let out what I thought was a silent *gasp* and the ghost murderer stared at me, not like omg I can't believe you saw that. It was like, I don't have a problem killing you too. He slowly walked towards me. I quickly turned my head to make him disappear, but when I did he was right there. I could feel his dead breath on me. I felt a stab and flew back into the storage room and I saw a figure in the door way. I thoug¬ht he was gonna finish me but when the lights flew on it was my grandma asking me what happened. I was so pale she said, but I just replied “I tripped.” I stared at the bathroom, nothing. What made me think of why I released it was that now in the kitchen things broke. The faucet was on washing machine................(shiver again I’m starting to hear um strange noises sorry) you could here banging and screaming. I ran to the machine but when passing the bathroom it felt like slow-mo and finally nothing there. I stopped in my tracks, waiting, but still blank. A tear ran down my face. I thought this thing attacked me. I don’t want my grandma to..... I paused, I heard my grandma getting up so I rushed to the machine. I ran so fast nothing could stop me.

When I got to the machine I paused. Indents started to appear. I could feel rage in me for some reason. Then I swung open the top and there was nothing in there. I sighed, but when I did a face appeared and jumped up. I felt it hit my lower jaw. I flew diagonally, then bam into the ground. The counter corner kinda broke my fall. My grandma asked me again saying I was once again pale. I stuck with the same story. When I went to sleep I saw those images over and over again. I woke up with a bruise under my chin and where the corner hit me and was bleeding where I was stabbed. I screamed but when my grandma came it was gone. The house is now abandoned in a way, animals still live there you know pets so I have to feed them. What I hate is that it’s more haunted then you think it is and the cat I feel personally, I love her she loves me, she is possessed. You can pet her. She’s calm. Shell purr, then her eyes will open her pupil goes narrow and she attacks you. No reason. Even sometimes when you don’t pet her, I feel like those spirits follow me everywhere.........

even school.