A/N - I don't own Twilight...no matter how much i wish i did! Stephanie Meyer is the creater and owner of Twilight.

Chapter 2

Researching Theories

I sighed. I had been in the local library for hours. Looking at all different books from Supernatural beings to Spirits. I picked up a book called 'Ghosts - Terminology And Typology" Well, here goes nothing. I opened up the book to the first page and began to read aloud to myself.

"In traditional belief, a ghost is the soul or spirit of a deceased person or animal that can appear, in visible form or other manifestation, to the living. Descriptions of the apparition of ghosts vary widely: The mode of manifestation can range from an invisible presence to translucent or wispy shapes, to realistic, life-like visions. The deliberate attempt to contact the spirit of a deceased person is known as necromancy, or in spiritism as a séance."

I read on, it was as close as I could get to what seemed to be in our house.

"The belief in manifestations of the spirits of the dead is widespread, dating back to animism or ancestor worship in pre-literate cultures. Certain religious practices—funeral rites, exorcisms, and some practices of spiritualism and ritual magic—are specifically designed to appease the spirits of the dead. Ghosts are generally described as solitary essences that haunt particular locations, objects, or people they were associated with in life, though stories of phantom armies, ghost trains, phantom ships, and even ghost animals have also been recounted."

Well, now we were getting somewhere. I had been sleeping restlessly recently. It had been two weeks since we had moved in and I had been getting strange feelings. Like, someone was watching me or I'd hear a noise like someone whispering…but I could never work out what they were saying. Being honest, I was a little bit freaked out and ever since, I have refused to sleep in my bedroom (that's where the encounters were worse) I had moved some of my things into one of the spare bedrooms until I could figure out what was happening.

I skipped to page 89. 'Haunted Houses- Myth Or Fact?' was in bold on the top of the page. It read :

"A haunted house is a house or other building often perceived as being inhabited by disembodied spirits of the deceased who may have been former residents or were familiar with the property. Supernatural activity inside homes is said to be mainly associated with violent or tragic events in the building's past such as murder, accidental death, or suicide.

In 2005, Gallup polls conducted in three countries—the United States, Canada, and Great Britain—showed that more people believe in haunted houses than any of the other paranormal items tested, with 37% of Americans, 28% of Canadians, and 40% of Britons believing."

I guess I was one of the 37% then. If what it said in the book was true, and a ghost was haunting my house, I needed to find out about any deaths that happened there. I decided to look on the internet when I got home. It would be easier that way anyhow.

I checked the book out of the library (in case I needed it later), crammed it into my already full bag and set out into the wintry weather of Chicago. It was almost December, snow was forecast for tomorrow. I was hoping it didn't. I had never experienced snow myself, living in Jacksonville all my life didn't give me an opportunity. I was hoping I wouldn't have to experience it. I hated anything cold or wet.

I clutched my jacket further round myself as I walked through the town. The harsh wind bit at my face; making my cheeks red. My nose started to run and I quickly wiped it in my sleeve. I'd have to wash that later. I stopped in the bakery on the way home. The warmth from the ovens made me shiver. I was chilled to my core. I paid for my muffin and ventured back out into the cold.

I hurried home, in want of a warm bath and a hot cocoa to go with my muffin. Yum. I turned the key in the lock and pushed open the door. It made an eerie creaking noise, which gave me chills. I had managed to push the possible-ghost out of my head for a while. But, returning here pushed to the front of my mind. I tried to shake it off.

I booted up my laptop and switched the TV on, sinking down into the sofa. I typed in my address, and death into Google and waited to see what came up. I looked over the sites and clicked on the one that looked most promising.

"Many deaths in Chicago due to Spanish Influenza, 1918.

In 1918, the Spanish Flu epidemic hit and devastated the whole country. Chicago was hit in the summer, when children were at home and families were visiting, meaning more people died. Chicago lost more than half it's population. One of the most famous families, the Masens, were found dead in their home. Mr Masen was a famous lawyer, very successful and highly respected within the community. They lived in an extravagant home in the small town of Paris. Mr Masen, his wife and son, Master Edward Masen, heir to the Masen company, were all found dead by a neighbour in the month of May 1918..."

I needed to read no further than that. I knew exactly which house in Paris they were found. I was living in the exact same one. It was upsetting to think about all those people dying, especially because of an awful illness like that. I made my way to the kitchen, still pondering what I had just read.

I boiled the kettle to make my cocoa while waiting for the bath to run. I wonder if it was one of the Masens that were trying to communicate? I took a sip of my drink and burnt my tongue…shit, that was hot! I carried it upstairs and placed it next to the bath. I'd wait for it to cool down slightly.

I shrugged off my jacket and pulled off my clothes before sinking into the tub. I could feel my toes tingling and coming back to life. It was a wonderful feeling. I lathered my hair and rinsed. Enjoying the relaxation of a bubble bath. My life had been so hectic recently, it felt like I hadn't really had time for myself.

I froze when I felt a sudden chill in the air. I reluctantly turned to look towards the door. I shrieked when I saw two bright, green eyes staring back at me.

Ommmm, She sees him for the first time! Review please and I will upload as soon as possible. xx