The dead wife.

It was two days before Halloween and everybody already had their clothes packed up. My siblings and my parents went to spend time far from home, they did that every time and the best part was i had the place all to myself. This time I could play music sleep all day and not have to listen to noise from my siblings running around. 

A day before Halloween by 10:27am the cloud got dark, it looked like it was going to rain heavily so I packed up everything and went in to make breakfast. Not too long after i started making my toast and coffee it started raining and windows started slamming and doors started making weird noises, i was used to that. I started eating and suddenly i heard someone crying upstairs, that was usual because I was the only one home. As i walked up trying to discover what that was or who i suddenly see a woman up at the top of the stairs in a ripped wedding dress. I wasn't shocked until she uttered this words slowly "who took him from me" then laughed 

suddenly i should have collapsed because i couldn't believe what I was seeing but i couldn't and she just moved down the stairs slowly as i could hear the sound of the wooden stairs, i was too scared to move but I couldn't stay either she smiled as she got closer to me, then that minute i knew that wasn't a dream she held my hand as i tried to run out and whispered in my ear and that was the last time i was found.