This one day I was home alone, eating a stick of butter in my room, when all of a sudden I heard the house door close so I ran downstairs thinking it was my mom coming home from work. But as I ran down there all I could hear was a little boy’s voice but I have no little brothers. Then when I got down there all I saw was the door open so I thought it was no one. So I went in my kitchen to get a drink. When I walked in there I saw a little boy all bloody eating my food, but the food he ate kept falling out of his body. I screamed and he started to chase me! I was so frightened! He kept saying “I’ve come to get you, I’ve come to get you.” Finally I got away and he never caught me so I waited outside until my mom came home.  When I told her what happened she said a little boy had died in our house before we bought it. I have never seen or heard that little boy come back to our house.

Kelly Bananahamick, Califoria