"Finally, out of that hell hole of a house." I muttered to myself as I rolled my suitcase to the house I was about to call home. I am Ally Dawson, A rising star. I was moving into this mansion called, Moon's Mansion, with my two best friends,Trish and Dez. Trish was my manager and Dez filmed my music videos. I was glad to be away from the crazed paparazzi.

"So Ally, how do you like the look of this place?" Trish asked me,

"It's beautiful. It has so much history, apparently this house belonged to Mike and Mimi Moon, and their one son, Austin. Austin was about to have his big break and become famous, when he was shot. Then apparently his ghost haunts this place. What a stupid story right?" I told Trish and Dez.

"S-S-So we are m-m-m-moving somewhere h-haunted?" Dez shivered and held his suitcase to his chest.

"No, that's just a myth, ghosts aren't real!" Trish explained. Dez still looked very unconvinced.

"Come one guys lets start unpacking our stuff!" I called as I opened the mahogany doors.

The house was beautiful, inside and out, it had all of the furniture from it previous owners and had such a modern charm to it. I carried my belongings to my new room. It was a pretty room, with white walls and a king size bed. It was obviously the masters bedroom. I adored the room so much. I would barly have to do anything to it. Eccept move the personal pictures to the attic. I picked one up, it had a picture of a boy with platium blond hair, sticking up in all angles, in a hospital bed, grinning at the camera with a toothy grin, on the back of the picture it said, "Austin breaks his arm."

I smile at Austin's adorable grin. It's a shame that he died so young. I scooped up all of the photo frames and took them out of the room. I walked into the lounge room.

"Hey Trish you know where the attic is? I need to put these pictures in there." I asked her,

"I think it's down the hall at the very end, up the stairs. Have you heard any strange noises yet? I have, and it was super creepy. I think Dez is in his room crying because of it." As if on que we heard a loud wail from Dez's room.

"I'M TOO PRETTY TO DIE!"

We looked at eachother, and burst into laughter.

"Classic Dez." I giggled, "well I'm going to go put these up in the attic." I walked down the long passage way and eventually made it to the attic. I climbed the steep stairs up and was led into a dark room. I found a candle with one match, I striked the match, dumping the pictures onto a table. I looked around the room, I saw a bloodstain on the middle of floor. And I saw a grave, it had writen, "Austin Monica Moon" flowers surrounded the grave. I decided to place a picture on the grave. I picked up the one with Austin in hospital. I looked at it again, instead of the happy grin on Austin's face, there was a angry frown on his face. I dropped the picture, it shattered at my feet. I yelped as glass got into my foot. Behind me I heard the door slam.

"Hello Ally." I swivelled around, a dark shadow faced me.

"Stay away from me!" I cried out. I held the candle closer to the shadow. I could make out his face, it had no colour or life. A hurt expression was on his face.

"I only want to hear you sing." He said innocently.

"What?" My eyes widened, "You want to hear me sing?"

"Yeah. I just wanted you to sing to me. So I can get to sleep." His voice was playful, yet it had an echo, he was young, "I have not been able to sleep for ages, nobody has sung to me."

"Okay, I'll sing but you tell me who you are and how old you are."

"Fine, I am Austin Moon, and I am 17 years old. Now sing, I'm tired." He yawned,

"Okay I'm Ally Dawson and I'm also 17."

"Please sing to me! I need sleep!" He whined like a little kid,

"Okay,

Go to sleep, go to sleep. Go to sleep my sweet ghosty. Go to sleep, go to sleep, all you need is sleep." I looked at Austin, he began to fade away, his eyes closed.

"Thank you Ally." He whispered just audible enough for me to hear. He finally disappeared and the door opened.

"Wow, my first paranormal experience." I muttered to myself. I carfully made my way down the steep stairs and down to the lounge room. What I saw in there was extremely strange. Dez was bawling his eyes out while Trish was sitting on him.

"Heh Ally," Trish looked down and noticed my feet, glass and blood in them,"What happened to your feet?"

"I dropped a frame on them. Silly me right?" I laughed nervously.

"Please, you only talk like that when your lying. FESS UP!"

"Okay fine. I um saw a ghost?"

"What! You saw the ghost of Austin Moon? That is so cool!" Trish said,

"No I just saw a cat in the- uh- window. And freaked out! Yeah, that's what happened!"