There’s a Ghost in My House

You don’t always see it

Sometimes, on the landing when the light flickers on, you see a shadow, a memory?

Sometimes when I walk from the bedroom to the bathroom, I glance downstairs and I think I see a shape move swiftly…you doubt yourself…mind playing tricks!

 

There’s a ghost in my house…

 

That’s how it started. Just small interruptions, but then things started moving. One moment, my keys would be by the door and then they’d be gone, only for me to find them in the trash.

The TV would come on in the middle of the night.

 

There’d be a knock-knock-knock knocking somewhere in the house.

Breathing in my ear when I was sleeping.

The toilet flushing.

Cupboards slamming.

 

I know I’m not going mad now.

 

It’s worse now.

Each night, they come and sit by my bed.

They whisper in my ear.

‘M’ ‘Muh’ Muh’

Tonight I’ll ask them what they want.

 

I feel the air go cold.

A wind moved the curtain.

A shadow on the wall.

They are there.

 

‘M’ ‘muh’ ‘mmmuh’

They say. Cold as ice.

‘M’ ‘muh’ ‘mmmmuh’

I open my eyes and turn to my side.

I look into her eyes.

What do you want to say?

Muh’ mmmuh murder she says

I ask her again, What do you want?

Muh, mmmmuh murderer my dead wife says….