My+story+-+Marcelo+Acosta

My history...... It all started in Alpamayo school, my new school. My room was the same room as my older sister, we shared the room. Her name was Vilma. At about 4 pm, the first thing we did was to get in our rooms, and unpack our stuff and then to do whatever we want. We started playing football in the stadium and when we finished, we went to play softball, and finally we went to the swimming pool. At the end everyone was tired so we went home for some rest.

My friends, my sister and I were tired so we went to our rooms to sleep, but we started to tell stories and other things. My friends were tired and fell asleep, but whenever I was going somewhere new I couldn't sleep, so I started thinking about the stories (the ghosts stories we told) but I was afraid so I thought: "to clear my mind I will see through the window", approaching the window I began to see that everything was dark, the only thing I saw were the plants moving by the strong wind, but in that second I saw a lady in white robes, I did not know how she got there, but obviously I thought it was my imagination, and I rubbed his eyes, but this lady was still there. I was paralyzed! The lady suddenly began to move, she was floating!!! I realised she was a ghost. Suddenly, she began to disappeared like smoke.

All night I did not sleep, I thought about it and I knew it was true, the next day I told my friends and nobody believed me.

By Marcelo Acosta Zárate