• Ever since I was a small child I could see ghosts. But whoever thought that my special ability would lead me into a life like this! When I was a baby, all I could hear at first were little whispers. But as I got older I could hear them get louder and louder and louder! When I was about 6 years of age I could see and hear ghosts perfectly. The best thing about seeing and hearing ghosts is that they can tell you stories of the past or warn you about something they couldn't when they were alive. The bad thing about seeing and hearing ghosts is the ability to see and hear ghasts! A ghast is the evil remnant of a spirit that gets left behind in order for that spirit to move on to the afterlife.
    If you cower in fear at the reliving of a ghasts life then it shall try to come and either strangle, make harm, or even try to kill you, and I should know I almost got killed by one. It was a warm spring morning on the month of March 13, 1623. I was still bored with farm life as I am now, my brothers and sisters were out doing their daily routines while i just sat there. Being bored I decided to explore around the farm and the surrounding areas. As I was exploring, I came across an old wooden shed, now as I was pretty young I couldn't feel the ominous aura of the shed. Now as a man of older age I now realize that I should never have gone inside that weird old shed. But back to the story, I went into the the vast, humongous, and creepy old shed, when I was in, I wanted to go back outside. But as I was going to the door, it closed right when I was leaving. It was dark and scared about what was happening. As I stood there I thought that I could hear something. After a couple of minutes the sound started getting louder and louder until all I could hear was shriek of terror throughout the whole shed. I then saw the spirit telling me to go back, I tried to talk but I was still frozen with fear.
    Then all of a sudden a trap door opened in the middle of the shed. A new spirit then appeared and said to go down the trap door. Scared and afraid about what it might do to me I went down. As I was going down I thought that I could hear old memories of the past getting relived over and over again. When I got down I saw that the old shed that we have, had a really old basement. I was waiting, waiting for the ghost, waiting for someone to save me, but more importantly, waiting for me to gather the courage to run and get out of the creepy old shed. But that never happened, when I thought that I had enough time to run and get out of the shed, I heard an ear piercing scream and buckled over.
    When I had come to I couldn't remember why I was in the shed, but then I saw the ghost and I remembered. “What do you want from me!” I screamed to the ghost. The ghost said nothing for awhile. But then right before it could say something I heard a scream in the same room that we were in. I was scared stiff when that had happened, but thinking that it had gone way I started for the middle of the shed. about halfway in on the way to the middle of the shed, something jumped out from the floor of the basement. It was a ghast! At first all the ghast was doing was just screaming and running around the room like it was being hunted by something and wanted to get away. But a couple of seconds later the ghast jumped in front of my face and screamed something that sounded like bloody murder. Now, thankfully that experience hadn't scarred me for life. But the face was really grotesque, almost so grotesque, that I had vomited a little in my mouth. But it was just staring at me, I looked into those lifeless eyes and do you know what I saw...? Vengeance... it wanted vengeance of the person who did this to him. And he saw the person as me!




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    When the ghast tried to attack me I was really scared. Scared more so then in my whole life! I was trying to escape through the trapdoor when I realized that the door had been locked, even though I had just gone through it a couple of minutes ago it looked like it hasn't been touched in years! But when I found that out I just kept on running around. Trying desperately to hide behind things so the ghast couldn't see me. But to no avail, it didn't work. It just kept on coming, getting closer and closer than it had before. For soon I found out that the ghast could Teleport!
    It is indeed something strange, the ability of Teleportation, for it had just disappeared from sight a couple of feet in front of me then came up to my side! When he was by my side I freaked out and took anything that was close to me and hit min with it. Now thankfully it was a pipe that I had in my hand, for when I hit him the ghast went flying to the other side of the basement. But the ghast wasn't finished yet. It looked like he was still going to fight, but right when he was going to attack, the other ghost came in and banished the ghast. After it did that I just ran to the trapdoor, which was now open, and left the shed before it anything else happened. After that experience I am glad that I haven't been mentally scarred. But it gave me the experience that I needed to become a spook.