The Spirit (10+)

I was moving house to a village , I had only ever known the city as i had lived there since i was a little girl. I drove right up to the house and parked right outside on the autumn leaves. The house had been empty for 55 years. The last family who lived there had a little girl but she died in a car crashand they died soon after from injuries that could not be treated.
People say that the house has stories to tell , but i dont belive in ghosts and after life. I had boxes of stuff in the boot. I didnt want to get out the car and start a new life. It was so quiet here , i would have to drive miles to go to town. The house i was sitting in front of was out of the way from all the houses. It was in a little wood , but i wasnt scared. I stepped out the car and onto the rustling leaves I got the boxes out the boot and looked up at the house, it was bigger than i thourght. I picked up the boxes from the cobblestone floor and one by one it took 10 minuets to get them to the door. I didnt have any furniture just my personal belongings. It was said there was already furniture in there but stuff like the fridge will be delivered in 3-5 days. I hope they can find my house. I will just have to eat non fridge stuff for a while. I brought 5 big bottles of water so hopefully that will be enough. It also said that the water works so does the heating .The door had no doorbell just a banger , i wondered whether moving here was a good idea. I opened the door , it creaked and was very stiff. When i steeped into the house there was silence as my foot steps creaked the floorboards. It was cold and smelt Damp and fousty , I brought the boxes in. The furniture wasnt what i was expecting not leather recliner sofas just a wooden bench. My eyes filled with tears. For once i miss the sirens. I looked up at the celiling it went right to the top with a spiral patten , the stairs was wooden and spiral to. I walked up stairs not keeping my hopes up. The bed was a 4 posted bed with curtins to pull around. The family who lived here before must have been wealthy.It was 7 o clock now and i thourght i would settle down now as i had a busy day driving. I will sort out the boxes tomorrow. I lay in the dusty bed but couldnt sleep i think im hearing people call my name the words are getting louder and shouting infact the voice was female shouting JULLIET JULLIET JULLIET. Screaming my name crying i hide under the covers the female voice is now coming closer. I hear a smash and then everything goes quiet. I peek out of the covers. Im shaking but wanting to know what just happend. I step out of bed onto the creaky floor The smashing noise was a picture. I walk towards it. I pick up the picture and it has a name at the bottom the name of Julliet it says Gone but not forgotten. The girls name was Julliet i get it now. Maybe the Women Thinks im her daughter. Im scared and i want to leave but im going to help this women.

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