Jenny opened the door and found herself in a small, dusty
room. The air was musty, and it seemed like no one had been in there for years.
Her flashlight's beam illuminated a table in the center of the room, where an
old, leather-bound diary lay. Intrigued, Jenny picked it up, blowing off a
thick layer of dust. She opened the diary carefully, the fragile pages crackling
as she turned them. The first page bore the name "Emily," along with
a date from fifty years ago.
Jenny sat down on the floor, her flashlight resting beside
her, and began to read. The diary entries were written in neat, cursive
handwriting. Emily had been a young girl who once lived in this very house. As
Jenny read on, she felt a chill run down her spine. Emily had written about
experiencing strange noises at night, just like Jenny had. Emily described
hearing whispers that seemed to come from nowhere and seeing shadows moving in
the corners of her vision.
One entry caught Jenny's attention more than the others.
Emily had written about a ghost named Sarah who haunted the house. Sarah had
lived there long ago and had died under mysterious circumstances. Emily wrote
that Sarah's spirit was restless and that she had tried to communicate with the
living. Emily had felt Sarah's presence most strongly in the basement and in
the room where Jenny now sat. The final entries in the diary spoke of Emily's
increasing fear and her parents' disbelief, mirroring Jenny's own experiences.
As she closed the diary, Jenny felt a mix of fear and
sadness. She now knew she wasn't imagining things—the house was indeed haunted.
But unlike Emily, Jenny was determined to help Sarah find peace. She decided to
investigate further and find out what Sarah's spirit needed. With a newfound
sense of purpose, Jenny carefully placed the diary back on the table and stood
up. She knew her journey to uncover the truth about Sarah and the house was
just beginning.