Writer's Workshop: I swear there was a ghost...
I grew up in the country...in a pseudo-farm house that had been built in the early 40s by distant relatives, one of whom still lived next door in another house he and his father had built together when he was younger. When we moved in, the previous owner (not related to the family in any way) claimed that she would wake up in the mornings and cupboards in the kitchen would be open, the coffeepot would be on, and the toaster would be down. My parents thought nothing of it. I, on the other hand, am convinced that the house was definitely haunted based on several personal experiences. Footsteps in the upstairs hallway were a constant occurrence when everyone was downstairs; everyone said it was just the house settling, but I knew different. Incident 1 Fast forward a few years and my sister and I were probably in late elementary school; I was about 10 or so and she was 8. It was summer and we were sitting at the kitchen table color...