On the way to and from work
my friend Matt used to pass this old house. It was reputed to be haunted, had sat empty for years, was mostly ruined inside and was scheduled to be torn down. I remember the house myself, though I don't have a story about it.

Matt had never seen anything particularly odd that he couldn't explain, though people in the neighbourhood were full of stories.

One night, on his way home from a nice day at work, Matt looked up to see a light in the third-floor window of the house and the silhouette of a person walking back and forth in front of the window.

'Aha!' thinks he. 'All the stories of ghosts are due to homeless people camping out in the house!'




And then he remembered that the floors of the top two storeys had collapsed completely several years earlier.
(louveciennes , Volvospotter, Wed 9 Jul 2008, 5:15, Reply)