I was walking home from school on an unusually dark afternoon when I felt a pair of eyes staring right at me. I heard a twig snap, and I started running! I rushed through the forest to my home.

My sister, Lilly, opened the door. “Hi! Why do you look so … white?

“While I was walking home, I heard something behind me, but no one was there.”

That night I had a dream. I was walking home again. From a different angle, I could see a strange ghostly figure. I woke up sweating. I couldn’t sleep, so I read a book. Then I heard an odd sound. It was someone walking in the attic!

“Hooooooo, whaaaaaaa,” I heard directly above me. I ran into Lilly’s room.

“Lilly! I heard a voice, and something was walking in the attic! We’ve got to do something.”

The next day, Lilly and I stayed home. It was storming. At the end of the second-floor hall was a rope tied to the trap door. Together we pulled the string, and the attic ladder folded down. The musty air filled our nostrils. Both Lilly and I were scared.

I took the first step up the ladder. An icy cold tingling filled me. Maybe the figure that I had seen in my dream had followed me home and was now in my attic!

I leaned to the angle in which I had seen the figure in my dream. Then I saw them — glowing footprints! As soon as I reached the attic, I whispered down to Lilly, “Come on. I need the flashlight!”

Once Lilly was up, I clicked on the flashlight and looked around. I shone it in Lilly’s face. All the color was drained from it.

“There it is.”

I felt the icy, tingling feeling run through me again. I bravely turned around and saw a glowing creature.

“Th-th-this is my house, and you are scaring me and m-m-my family!” Then the glowing creature stepped forward, and to my disbelief, I realized that is was a girl!

“Please don’t be frightened,” she said in a far-away voice. “I just need a place to stay. Everyone is scared of me. I mean no harm.”

I glanced at Lilly, and and she nodded.

“OK,” I said. “You can stay. We do have an extra bedroom. But if you are mean or scare us, then you will have to leave.”

“I will try to be a good sister.”

She has stayed at our house ever since. Now she walks with me to school every day. She touched me and my family and now we can see her, but no one else can. She is my sister and she will always be my sister.