I am currently speaking/typing underneath my bedsheets. I am utterly CONVINCED that there is a ghost in my house. Today I smelt bacon grilling , eggs being fried and someone munching on toast. I walked downstairs expecting to see my Cooking-crzy mum making brekkie but nooooooooo. Knowone was there. The bacon was grilling yes , the eggs were being fried yes but knowone had put it on.

My mum was asleep. My sister cant cook yet.

I thought nothing of it as my mum does have a history of sleep-walking so I went upstairs to bed.

Then I heard tapping on my door. I moaned and said "COME IN" but then there was steps accross the landing and i heard someone go downstairs.

The freaky thing? my mum and sis were sound asleep in their beds.

So now im huddled under here..........AAAAAAAAAARGH!!!

Meg
XOX