My sister recently bought her first house and we've been doing it up....
The other day my sister, mum and I were sat on her stairs eating biscuits after some wall paper stripping. I was talking about how I'd been left by myself a few days before and the wind coming down the chimney must have been blowing scraps of wallpaper across the floor. I'd been sat, scared, on the stairs wondering what was moving before I figured it out.

They laughed at me and said that they had also been scared the other day by a seagull sat atop her chimney cawing and it echoing down the fire place. We did the usual giggles, and "ooooh! It's a ghost!".

Now, the old man who had owned the house before her had died the year previous. We were all thinking of this as my sister told us to shut up, there were no ghosts in her house.

Then the front door clicked open. And swung into the hall.

We looked at it.

We looked at each other.

To be fair, her door doesn't shut very well and it was pretty damned windy. We all knew it was the wind, but the timing was so perfect! We all went "ooooh!" some more and then carried on enjoying our delicious biscuits.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Fri 8 Apr 2011, 0:23, Reply)