The Ghost Adventure crew is here, in my house. My brother called them without saying a word to me. I am curious to how he got them to come down. But I can ask him that later after they leave. I only hope that they don't leave town, and that they come back tomorrow. I didn't mean to be rude or offending, but it was all too much, too sudden. I stayed outside for a few minutes just breathing in the cool air and looking up at the clear night sky. It was peaceful out here tonight and the stars looked beautiful. I think I'm going to sleep out here tonight, well more like on my balcony and not out on the grass. It's not unusual for me to do that, but it also depends on how the night goes.

I calm down soon and stop shaking from the nerves, but start shaking from the chill in the air. When I got back inside, the guys were just leaving and James was shutting the door behind them. I stood there with my arms crossed wanting answers a.s.a.p. When James turned around he knew exactly what I wanted.

"Living room now." I order pointing to the room.

"Um I think I should pour us some drinks first. I'll be right there, promise." James says before hightailing it into the kitchen.

I sigh and go into the room to sit down on the couch with my legs tucked under me. I lean my head back and rest against the couch with my eyes closed. I was getting myself ready to tell my brother everything I kept hidden, only if he told the truth. And I was planning on asking him some questions to decide whether I should tell him in the first place. I am hoping to get an answer about the guys if their coming back or if they've left for good.

I hear James come back into the room and sat a glass down on the table. I open my eyes at the noise and look up at him as he pours us both a drink. I grab my glass and lean back against the couch as James sits down beside me.

"I have one question for you and I want the truth." I say looking him in the eyes.

James nods and waits for me to continue. I take a big swallow from my drink trying to decide on the first question. I turn away from James and look over at the tv, remembering our childhood here. I took a couple more drinks, getting up the nerve to ask the one thing I was most worried about. I took a deep breath and look back at my brother.

"How long have you known about the spirit in this house?" I finally ask.

"Since our childhood." James answers wringing his hands.

I could tell that he was worried that I was mad at him. But that was not the case. I finished my drink, set the glass down and left the room without a word. I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, I would start crying. I head to the study/library and lock the door behind me. I let out the tears then and sat down on the loveseat till my tears dried up. It didn't take long, as I don't like to cry even when I'm alone. I got up then and went over to the safe. I had the only key for it, and it's where I kept things that I didn't want my brother to see. They were mainly related to what was happening in our house and why. I got out the photo album I kept hidden from him and locked the safe back up.

Once I left the library I went back to the living room and sat back down. James had refilled my glass and it was just what I needed to get through this album with him. I picked up my drink and took a big gulp before setting it back down and letting the shivers run down my body. I take a deep breath and slowly let it out before turning to fully face James.

"I'm going to show you this album. But I need you to promise not to get mad at me" I say nervous that my brother will end up hating me.

"I can try to promise that." James says truthfully.

I think that's a fair bargain, so I open the album and turn it around where he can flip through it. James stares at each picture intently, slowly flipping through the pages. I sit there sipping on my drink starting to feel a little drunk. Hopefully I didn't fall asleep before James could ask his questions. James was almost through the album when the doorbell rang. I got up to go answer it, and had to pause a little; as I stood up to fast and got a bit dizzy. James looked up at me worried, but I just waved him off and went to go answer the door.

When I opened the door, I was shocked to see the guys standing there with their bags and equipment. I opened the door wider and stepped aside inviting them in without a word. I'm pretty sure my brother didn't tell them about the annual fair, but did offer them a place to stay.

"Welcome back gentlemen. I'm guessing my brother didn't tell you about the fair in town?" I ask leading them back to the living room.

"No, he didn't, but he said that we could stay here." Zak says unsure.

"Oh yeah of course you guys can stay. We have plenty of room here. James, shame on you." I scold walking back into the living room.

James jumped a little when we walked in, and he was looking a little pale. The moment I saw the questions in his eyes. I grabbed my refilled drink, turned around and walked out of the living room. I could feel all their eyes on me as I walked out. But I didn't want to answer any questions around them just yet. That can wait till tomorrow, when James won't be emotional from looking through the album. I finish my drink in the kitchen, rinse out the cup, then head upstairs. The instant I step into my room I remember about the glass on the floor a little too late.

"Ow, ow son of a biscuit eating dog." I cry out hopping around on one foot.

I hop till I'm next to my bed and plop myself down. Bringing my foot up, I place it on my leg and turn on the lamp to see better. There are a couple small pieces of glass sticking out of the soft side of my foot and a little bit of blood trickling out. It's weird how the small cuts and pains hurts more than big cuts and pains.

I hiss in pain as I pull out the little shards, then hop my way to the bathroom where I can wash my foot off. I stay on the toes of that foot after washing it and go to slip on some slippers. Right as I'm bending down under my bed to get my slippers out. Someone knocks on the frame and I go to get up only to bump my head on the frame of my bed.

"Oww." I whine pulling my head back and sitting down once I'm clear of the bed.

"Sorry, are you okay?" Zak asks walking into the room and kneeling in front of me.

"Yeah, today just isn't my day." I sigh moving to stand up.

Zak stands up first and offers his hand to me. I take it and let him help me up onto my feet. I let go of his hand quickly and look down to stuff my feet into the slippers.

"Thank you. Well what brings you up here?" I ask moving over to my window.

Yes, I like the man and have a huge crush on him, but it comes back to my nervousness around new people. My brother is the only one I will let get close to me, everyone else I get too nervous around.

"We heard you cry out and start hopping around. Why is there glass on the floor?" Zak asks pointing to the doorway.

"I dropped a glass earlier and forgot to clean it up. Got distracted by you guys being here." I explain motioning over to him.

"We are sorry about that. If it's too much of an intrusion we can leave." Zak says pointing toward the door with his thumb.

"Oh no I'm sorry about earlier. We do need your help I just didn't want to admit it." I sigh hating that I made them feel unwanted here.

"We'll stay but can you show me our rooms. Your brother is a little preoccupied." Zak chuckles a little nervous himself.

"Sure, it's just the four of you right?" I ask to make sure.

"Yeah, Ashley didn't come with us this time." Zak says.

"Well then follow me." I say walking past him.

Zak follows me out of my room, and I have to keep myself from limping so that he doesn't see. We walk down the hall in silence till I stop in the middle. Zak stops beside me looking confused, until I move and open one door on each side of the hall.

"The other two rooms are downstairs. You guys can decide who gets which." I say leading him back downstairs.

We pass by the living room and Zak stops to talk to the guys for a second. James looks up from the album and glares at me. He turns the book around before I can leave again and points to the one picture I always have nightmares about.

"What the hell?" Billy asks spotting the picture.

He was sitting beside James on the couch and could see it better than the other guys.

"This is your tattoo Cara. What the hell happened here?" James asks still pointing to the picture.

"I got scratched." I shrug not seeing the big deal he was making out of it.

"These are deep scratches Cara. Did you have to get stitches?" James asks eyeing me.

I sigh and move my hand to rub my lower back. I could still feel and see the three long scars and remembered that day every time I saw them or felt them.

"Yes, I had to get stitches. But that is all in the past, and these guys are here to help. That's the only reason why you're even getting to see that album." I explain pointing at the album.

James was silent for a minute, starring between the album, me and the four guys standing and sitting around feeling awkward.

"So, If I didn't call these guys, then you would have never shown me what that thing has done to you?" James asks standing up.

"Probably not. Now since you were so kind to bring this up now and not wait till tomorrow. You can show them the two rooms down here. I'm going to bed." I snap at James feeling very irritated towards him.

"Goodnight guys, I apologize about tonight and will see you in the morning." I say looking at each member of the crew.

I look at Zak last and apologize again with my eyes before turning and leaving the room. I grab the hand broom and the dustpan on my way and clean up the glass once I get to my room. Shutting my door, I leave it unlocked incase anything happens. I grab my pillow and covers, then pull down the stairs that lead up to my balcony. I have two chaise lounges that are a rich brown/crimson red with a solid oak end table sitting in between them. The backs are adjustable, which makes it very comfortable to sleep on, on nights like this. I arranged my bed for the night before crawling under the covers and curling up to warm myself. Staring up at the stars, I think about all the events of the day. Hoping that tomorrow wouldn't be as dramatic or troublesome. Soon I was asleep not knowing that the guys were still up and all looking through the album now.


Cara left the room looking a little upset, and really sorry that we had to witness that scene. I was curious about the album now thanks to that. And I wanted to see if James would show us the tape for today's recordings. Hopefully he put up a camera in Cara's room and it caught what happened with the glass. I wait till Cara's fully upstairs and in her room before making my request.

"Hey James, can we see the album and the recording for today?" I ask moving more into the room.

"Yeah sure, um did something happen that I don't know about?" James asks handing the album over to Billy.

"There was some glass on your sister's floor and I'm curious to how it happened." I explain.

"Did she tell you when you asked?" James asks moving around the couch to get to the door.

"She told me she dropped a glass earlier and forgot to clean it up." I explain.

"Hmm. Well she does make up a lot of excuses. Not to lie to everyone, my sister is a really sweet person once you get to know her. She just has social anxiety issues and is reserved around new people." James explains not wanting us to get the wrong idea about his sister.

The social anxiety issue I could understand, my show has helped me a lot with it but I still have issues now and then.

"Hey James, it's alright we like your sister. I'm just a little worried that something happened to her." I say placing my hand on his shoulder.

James nods in thanks and leaves the room to us. I move over and take his seat beside Billy to look through the album. Aaron and Jay get out of their seats and hang over the back of the couch to look at the album with us. As Billy flips through it, I can feel Aaron and him cringing at the pictures. Honestly, I can't help but cringe at a few of them myself. Even I've never had these kinds of things happen to me. I mean I've had a few just not as bad as what I'm seeing here. Jay and the other guys have gone through similar things as well, but again not as bad as she has. I admire this girl, she can go through so much and still be seen standing strong. James came back into the room by the time we finished looking at the album and made Billy and Aaron jump.

"Hey sorry it took so long. I had to cut out some of the private stuff. Don't worry I didn't cut out anything paranormal." James explains while he puts in the DVD.

Billy closes the album and sets in on the coffee table. Since James has already seen the video, he sits down in a chair out of view of the TV. He lets the rest of us have the chairs situated where you can watch the screen.

"Alright play it please." Aaron says once we're all ready.

"Okay. This first one is while I'm home alone. Nothing ever happens when we're here together." James explains pressing play.

We all watch the screen intently to see any evidence of the paranormal. A couple of things happen while James is home alone. Like footsteps being heard throughout the house, and doors slamming shut. A few glasses get broken in other rooms, but James is never harmed. He pauses the DVD then and nervously looks over at us.

"This is while my sister is home alone. You won't have to look so close to see what happens." James says turning the TV down a little.

I sit back with the others as James presses play and tries to distract himself from the noises. It's apparent that Cara is not alone as often as James is from the video; As there is only one-time frame and that's from when James left to come meet us. It looks like she was watching 'Nightmare on Elm Street'. Nothing really happened till the middle of the movie when she paused it and went into the kitchen. Her popcorn bowel flew off the island then and crashed on the other side of the room.

"Oh, not again."

I could hear her groan, clearly annoyed with what was happening. James fast-forwarded then through her cleaning up the mess and returning to watch the movie. He pressed play again when she got up to go upstairs. Cara grabs her phone when the lights start to flicker and you could see her shiver.

"Do you have cold spots here?" Jay asks seeing it to.

"Yeah they happen right before the activity starts." James explains pausing the screen.

He presses play again when we're ready, only for some of us to jump as the door slams shut on her.

"Oh, come on." She cries out stomping her foot.

A lot more stuff has happened to Cara than to James. That's one thing we need to find out about during our investigation. She doesn't deserve to go through all this and I swear that I will help her. I watch as she tries to get the door to open, but it won't budge an inch. She stops after a few minutes of trying and turns around crossing her arms. It looks like she's just waiting for something to happen, or for it all to pass. Before I can figure it out, Cara is pulling out her phone. We all know who she's calling, cause around that time James was showing us around their property before we lost the lighting.

"Hey sis what's up?"

James fast-forwards again, but just for a short second. He presses play again when she hangs up on him and we can see the lights flicker faster and Cara sink down with her back against the door. Just then something flew into the screen and shattered over her head. Cara let out a little scream that had me wince for her. She ducked her head then and covered her neck with her arms. A couple more glasses flew over her head and smashed into the door above her. Cara was showered with small broken glass and you can tell that her arms got cut up. Just as soon as the lights and everything else started it all stopped.

James stopped the video then and we all stayed silent, just processing what we saw. Aaron breaks the tense silence first and ask the one thing we all want to know.

"Man." Aaron sighs rubbing his head.

"Your sister never told you what's been going on with her?" Aaron asks looking over at James.

"No, not even when we were children. We are close, but she is still reserved and keeps everything inside. I'm surprised she's actually willing to let you guys stay and help us." James explains.

"Why did she call you a liar if you weren't lying?" Jay asks catching that little part.

"Well I kinda did lie to her. I don't know how she does it, but Cara can tell when someone is lying to her. Even if it's just a small white lie. She won't always call you out on them." James explains.

He takes the DVD out and places it in a labeled case. James turns off the tv as well before turning to us.

"We should probably talk about the rest tomorrow with Cara. If you guys will follow me I'll show you the two rooms down here and the ones upstairs." James says heading out of the room.

We all get up to follow him and end up down the hall and across from a study for one of the rooms. It's a cozy looking room, but a little small.

"I'll take this room." Jay says not minding the small space.

Well it wasn't that small, about the average size for a spare room. We all said goodnight to Jay and continued to the next room. This room was the a little bigger with a little bit bigger bed. Plus, it was closer to the kitchen and the bathroom.

"I'll take this room." Aaron says pushing past the rest of us.

"Night Aaron, don't let the bed bugs bite." I say laughing a little at the glare he sent my way.

Aaron shuts the door in our faces and Billy and I laugh at that.

"Well I guess that means you two are upstairs with us." James says heading back down the hall.

Billy and I follow him up the stairs and to the two doors left open. I pick the room on the left and Billy choses the other room. We say goodnight to James and watch what room he goes into before saying goodnight to each other. I get into my room and shut the door behind me. Looking around I find there's a private bathroom along with a set of windows that opened out to a small balcony. I stepped outside for a minute to breath in the cool night air. I know it's only been a couple of hours, but I'm starting to like these siblings. Especially Cara, there's just something about her that draws me in. It seems like all the activity is centered around her as well, and I want to help. There's this growing need in me to protect her from any kind of harm.

I went back inside after a few minutes and left one of the doors open to filter the cool air through. Once changed, I set up a night vision camera on the dresser facing the bed and set it to record all night. I slipped under the covers after that and slowly fell asleep.


No nightmare last night, thank the lord for that. I woke up well rested, and early to boot. The house was still quiet, so I decided to take a quick shower and get breakfast started. I wanted to start this day off good with the guys. And my brother loved my cooking, so what better way to put him in a good mood before all the talking started. I was careful with my foot and didn't place it fully on the shower floor. I may clean my bathroom once a week, but I still wasn't going to risk even a small infection. It wouldn't be bad, just annoying to deal with. Once out of the shower, I brush my hair and get dressed in a tank top and shorts. I wrap some gauze around my foot before slipping on some socks and shoes. I put my long dark brown hair in a side braid and leave the room. Silently shutting the door behind me, I slip downstairs and start getting out the stuff I would need.

I would have to make a lot of food for the six of us, but we had plenty of stuff for me to do that. I would just need to go down to the basement to get some of the stuff. I delayed doing that and instead cooked all the other breakfast items I had available. Aaron was the first one in the kitchen, and he came in just in time. All the other food items were almost done and I really needed to get down to the basement.

"Good morning Aaron, there's cups up there and the coffee is fresh." I say pointing to the cupboard above the coffee pot.

"Good morning Cara, and thanks." Aaron says getting out a cup.

"No problem. I just need to ask you for one little favor if you don't mind." I say.

I hated it when people would drag out their questions and not just ask. So that's what I do, I just ask and don't drag it out to see what kind of mood they're in.

"Sure, what do you need?" Aaron asks taking a sip of his coffee.

"I need you to come down to the basement with me. I just need to get the rest of breakfast, nothing else." I quickly say before he can get the wrong idea.

I saw him tense up for a second when I asked my question, but then he relaxed after I quickly explained why. He asks me a question next that I knew was coming.

"Why can't you go alone?" Aaron asks setting the cup down on the counter.

"Honestly that's the most haunted room in this whole house. Stuff happens in their whether we're home alone or not. Though nothing has ever happened when we go in there together." I explain heading toward the basement door.

"Okay. I can understand that. Do we need any flashlights or anything?" Aaron asks following me.

"No there are lights down there."

I take the key off the hook and unlock the basement door. I turn on the lights before entering and walk down a short flight of stairs. Aaron is right behind me thankfully and follows me over to the extra refrigerators and a big pantry on the south wall.

"Wow you have a lot of food." Aaron says looking through the pantry.

"Yeah, my brother and I eat a lot so it's best to keep things on stock. Plus, we have friends come over for dinner parties every occasionally." I say getting out the food I would need.

Aaron helps me carry a lot of it, and we head back upstairs to see everyone else in the kitchen and drinking coffee. James was reaching for some bacon not noticing that we had come back up.

"Freeze." I say making James jump five feet up in the air.

"Hi Care bear, I was just going to smell it." James chuckles backing away from the food.

"Uh-hu sure you were." I say rolling my eyes at him.

James smiles sheepishly and hurries over to the table to hide behind his coffee cup. I direct Aaron where to put everything and get back to cooking. After a few seconds of not being able to concentrate I turn to the guys.

"Hey guys can you go watch tv or something. I'll call you when the food is ready." I say feeling my anxiety start to show.

"Of course, Car." James says already knowing.

James walks out of the room with the other guys following behind him. I start to breath properly again and get my heart rate to slow down, before I start on the food again. About half an hour later, I was finally done and setting everything out on the table. We had a huge table for company, but it used to be for our whole family.

"James come here." I yell out needing his help.

James comes skidding into the kitchen in seconds and stands beside me like a hungry little puppy.

"Set the table while I bring the rest of the food and drinks." I instruct him handing him the plates.

James nods and quickly does what I told him to. Soon with both of us working together the table is set and the food is ready.

"Guys come eat." James yells out before I can go and actually get them.

"James, go and get them, don't yell at them." I scold him sighing.

Before I can get up though the four guys walk into the room and stop when they see all the food.

"Wow." Billy says eyes wide.

"Sit down and dig in please." I say already making my plate.

James had started making his plate after he yelled for the guys and was already digging in himself. The guys walk more into the room and grab their plates, before putting a piece of everything on their plates. James sat at the head of the table and I sat at his right. Aaron came and claimed the seat next to me, and Billy claimed the seat next to him. That left Zak on James's right side and Jay sitting beside him.

Everyone was silent while they ate. The guys had just tasted their food politely at first, and were now digging in just like James was.

"Wow that was good. Thank you, Cara." Billy says leaning back from his empty plate.

"Your welcome. So, what are you guys going to do next?" I ask finishing m plate as well.

"Probably head to town and see if we can find anyone to interview." Zak says finishing as well.

The other guys finish their plates after that and agree with Zak. I let them know that since the fair is going on in town. They will likely find a lot of people to interview as people who grew up here come back just for the fair. James is the one who volunteers to show them around, as I have volunteered for something else at the fair. Everyone helped me clear off the table after they had their plans all laid out for the day. I got the dishwasher going, grabbed my stuff and was out the door before everyone else.