Non-fiction account #1 as told by Acira...

Remeber that this is not fiction, it happend to me for real.
There is a house up the road that a friend of mine named Sara used to live at
About five years ago now
Sara and her mother used to tell use kids in the area that the place was hunted
I didn't beleave her
They said that
There use to be a family that lived there when my dad was my age
the kids would ride the same bus to school that i did
My dad remembers the people because the father was a horse doctor
and he would help my grandma out with the horses
The mother had a brain cancer
and it was to painful for her
so she shot her self in the head
the kids came home 
and seen her there on the floor
they never forgave her for that
now, back to about five years ago from today
we were out at 9:00 for a snowmobile ride
I had a tralier in my sled with people in it
and Sara had hers with Criss on the back
we were going down a road called OLD # 11
just behind Sara's house
I was having a great time
i then looked up the road to see
where to go next and then i seen it
a lady in a night robe
bearfoot
walking threw the woods
i slowed down
and got very sick insde
everybody else seen her too
we just sat there and watched
as she crost the road
my brother Jeremy started hitting me
to leave
i turn the sled around and headed for my house
everyone followed
we told my mother about it and she believed us for some reson
we started asking Sara about the ghost
she said
that the lady would come into the room and tuck her and her sister in at night
Saras mother also learned about the ghost
and had a paster
come over and hang crosses all over the house
there pastor told them not to talk about it to much 
that is why she never told us about what the lady used to say at night o them
she used to ask them to find her kids and tell them that she was sorry
That's all......

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