i am soooooo sorry for not updating! you guys must hate me huh? i understand...but imma try to update more cuz i still love yall! anyway heres more stories for yall...

lucys pov

About two years ago, I lived in a small, two story house with one bathroom downstairs and one upstairs. One day, the downstairs shower broke unexpectedly so I called a plumber but he didn't know what caused it and somehow couldn't fix it. So, I had to use the upstairs bathroom for showers but it didn't bother me, until I actually took a shower.

Every time I showered up there I felt as if someone, or something, was watching me from behind. I didn't pay much attention to it until one day, while I was walking past the bathroom, I thought I saw a glimpse of a young girl with dark black hair in the tub. I couldn't really see her facial figures or anything from the neck down, just her hair. They only thing I did notice was that she was young, a girl, and that she was staring right back at me. I didn't look back and just told myself, "I'm probably just tired".

So, I decided to go to bed early that night. But I had the hardest time falling asleep and when I did fall asleep, I couldn't stay that way because for some reason I kept waking up in the middle of the night. The next day, my dad came to visit me and after he used the bathroom upstairs he rushed to me and said, "You know what just happened to me?" I said scared, "What? What happened to you?"

He explained to me that the bathroom curtain just flew as if wind was blowing it that way. I didn't know what to say to him after that so we ate lunch and acted as if it never occurred. When he left, he looked at me with a look he never gave me before. A look that said, "I hope you'll be OK here", and I knew because before he left he looked at the house like it was horrid.

That night, I went in the bathroom and the shower curtains started to move very slowly but started to grow faster and for a second I saw not a girl, but a man. A tall, dark, young man, who just stared at me. I ran out of the bathroom, downstairs and freaked out. I was so horrified I called a close friend and asked if I could stay there for a while. I ended up staying at her house for two weeks, and when I returned home I saw that everything was a mess. It looked like I was robbed.

I was overwhelmed with fear so much that I moved out. And I never experienced anything like that ever again.

ya...hahahahahaha sorry its short! please review!