I used to love visiting my grandparents. My grandfather would entertain me for hours with ghost stories, and though he insisted they were all true, I never believed any of them. Then he told me the one about David. David was sleeping in the bed that his father-in-law had died in. When he heard a voice command, "Get up!" he was too groggy to comprehend what was happening. He finally did open his eyes, and there stood his father-in-law. The man looked angry and once again said, "Get out of my bed!" David hopped out of the bed and never used it again. After his story, grandpa tucked me into bed. I feel right to sleep. Suddenly, I heard a voice. I opened my eyes, and an angry looking man hovered over me. I screamed for my grandpa, and he came running. I asked him what happened to the old bed once David decided not to use it anymore. He looked at me with wide eyes and admitted that it was the one I was using.

Sara, New York