Macy

This time actually wiggling the doorknob and pushing, just like how our older brother did when he had to pee and our parents would lock the door.

Except, he was on the bed with us and our parents weren't home.

For a second, I believed they were, but when we called out, no one responded back to us and the front door was locked.

Who was inside knocking on that bedroom door?

I remember being afraid before, and that had been another reason I asked for the door to be locked.

My siblings were in actual shock as they found it exciting.

After a long while, we opened the door and there was no one and not a thing was moved.

They blamed it on the rats and moved on, but not me.

Sometimes I reminisce and realize how afraid I usually went to bed at night compared to me now.

That house was truly haunted.

I was thinking the same thing.

Bigger problems, I think, than a spirit.

No.

And I can just picture it.

I think maybe it's just because we were always like sitting on our bed together or talking, you know, just like having a sibling moment.

And then all of a sudden, like this crazy thing's going on right outside the door.

I would...

I'm sweating from laughing.

No, I was thinking that too.

Like while I was reading it.