Lucy came home from school crying. Her mother asked her what happened. She told
her mother that the kids told her that she was living in an old funeral home, and there
were ghosts living there with her. Lucy’s mother told her that was partially true. The
house used to be a funeral home but the ghost stories were not true. It was also the
home of the funeral director and his family they lived there happily for many years.
That evening after her mother and father left to meet some friends for dinner.
Lucy told Jonah the story she heard at school. He told her there is no such thing as ghosts, and to
prove it they would check every room in the house. It started to thunder and rain. Lucy did not
want to but Jonah was her older brother and insisted she go with him, unless of course she was a
scaredy cat and started laughing. Lucy finally agreed, she would never give her brother the
satisfaction of knowing she was frightened.
They decided to start in the attic. Lucy’s heart was pounding but she followed her brother
up the steps, holding onto him for dear life.. Jonah open the door to the attic, it made a creaking
sound and Lucy jumped, Jonah just laughed and turned on the light. There was nothing there
except some boxes put there by there parents, they contained odds and ends. They went into each
room, even the rooms they had never been in before. The floors were a bit creaky, and they even
looked in the closets.
“See I told you there is not such thing as ghosts.” There was only one place they had not
investigated, the basement. The storm had worsened the wind was howling and Lucy could hear
the trees rustling against the house. “I don’t want to go down there”.
“Oh come on Lucy don’t be such a baby.” Lucy angrily said;
“Don’t call me a baby”.
“Then stop acting like one, are you afraid that a ghost is going to jump out and say BOO”!
Jonah took the flashlight out of the draw from the table that stood in the front hall.
He opened the door to the dark and musty smelling basement. The two of them decended the narrow
stairwell. Lucy was holding onto the back of Jonah’s shirt collar. “Let go of my collar, you’re
choking me”. Lucy reluctantly let go. When they reached the bottom of the steps it was pitch dark,
just then the thunder boomed and the basement lit up with the lightning strike that followed.
Lucy screamed and Jonah laughed, he flicked on the light switch. Unfortunately there was only one
light in the basement, and it was in the center of the room. It made the basement look eerie with
shadows everywhere. Jonah turned on the flashlight, just then another loud boom, thunder and
lightning. The lights in the house went out, and Lucy screamed again. Jonah laughe but this time it
was a nervous laugh. He was a little frightened this time.
“Jonah I hear something.”
“What do you hear”?
“It sounds like someone is scraping their feet as they walk. Listen can you hear it”? Jonah listened
for a minute. “Yes, I hear hear it”.
“Jonah lets go upstairs and call the police”. Lucy said in a shakey voice.
“No, it’s probably just the wind.” He answered.
“Inside the house”?
“Shut up Lucy and lets just look around a little”.
“Jonah, suppose the house is haunted, we could get killed down here.” Jonah took Lucy’s hand and
said; “Come on, I’m right here. I’ll hold your hand”. He took her hand and they slowly started to
walk toward the far end of the basement. They walked passed the furnace, their fathers
workbench, some furniture that was not being used.
The scratching noise could still be heard by both children. They got closer and closer to
the back wall. All of a sudden they heard a loud cracking sound, and it was not thunder. They
both jumped, and Lucy let out another scream, and grabbed Jonah. Jonah quickly moved
the light toward the sound his heart now pounding fast in his chest. Lucy was now shouting,
“Jonah lets get out of hear, someone is going to kill us”! As he cast the flashlight toward
the corner of the basement, there it was. A mouse had just been caught in a trap trying
to get a hunk of cheese. “There’s your ghost”, Jonah said with a laugh, relieved.
“How disgusting.” Lucy replied. They both starting laughing. The storm had lessoned and the
lights went back on in the house, including the one in the basement.
“Come on, lets go upstairs and get some cookies that mom baked, and a glass of milk”.
Lucy and Jonah did make friends at school and lived happily in that big old house for many years.