What was to come. I asked myself. It was the school holidays. It wasn’t much of a holiday in my opinion, I was at my Auntie Sarah’s house. I despise her! I was getting out of bed frantically. As I walked downstairs I saw faint shadows. As I turned round it changed shape… What on earth could it ? I asked myself feeling terrified. Confused, worried, horrified I saw the corpse of my poor aunt. Was I imagining things? Had she been murdered or was it a natural cause? I started to call my mum but a hand touched me…