About 70 years ago, the town I live had a terrible fire in which half of the people were killed. I didn't know any of this until last year. I was staying with a friend and saw a man in "old fashioned" clothing walk by the bathroom. When I asked my friend about him, she told me the story of the fire and said that many people had died in the building that stood where her house now is. Another night, I stayed with a different friend. I woke up to smell smoke and hear a baby crying. I woke my friend in a panic, and then she told me the same story of a fire. I asked my grandmother about it, and she told me in detail how awful it had been. No wonder we have so many ghosts in our town!

Sara, New York