It all started when I was in encore (after care) and my classmate told me that ghosts were real. I was like “no way” but he seemed so serious and he was one if the smartest kids so I believed him. I went home and told my mom that ghosts are real but she said “who told you that?” I said “Ryan told me” she told me he was lying and I was like “but Ryan never lies.” But she said “well he lied to you” so I walked away finished my homework and slept and went to school the next morning.
           I walk up to Ryan and said “Ryan didn’t you me ghosts are real yesterday” and he said “yes” but instead of butting the blame on my mom by saying but my mom told me they are not real I said “I looked it up online and it said ghosts are not real” he said the “Internet lies sometimes” I believed that because I knew that was true. So I thought he was right again because this time he gave me proof. So after a good day of school I went home and told my mom “mommy the ghosts are coming.”
           So she said “ok let’s sit and wait for the ghosts to come.” So we sat there with our dinner waiting for the ghosts to come and for some random reason I had to go to the bathroom but when I came out was the scary part I heard water dripping I was scared out of my mind I was thinking why did my mom and I have to sit and wait for ghosts my mouth was so dry I had to drink like five cups of water. So we sat for some more time and my mom said “why is the water in the sink in the bathroom running?” In my mind I was like oh that’s what that was. Why was I so scared of that so I turn of the tap and walk back to the table.
         A few minutes later I heard foot steps from upstairs I said “mommy see the ghosts are coming” I was so scared my mouth was dry once again then when the “ghost” came apparently it was my dad. Now the same thought cam to my mind why was I so scared what a coincidence. My dad was like “what are you guys doing?” I said “we are waiting for the ghosts to come and my mom winked at him. So my dad went upstairs and we waited some more.
             Eventually we waited so much that I said “you know what I am going to go to bed we sat here for hours and found nothing I am going to bed.” so I slept got dressed and walked up to Ryan the next day and said “you told me ghosts are real my mom and I sat at the table waiting for the ghost to come for 3 hours.” He said “it was a joke dude” I was so embarrassed and mad at my self for believing him and not my mom. I said “it’s ok.” I never believed ghosts were real again.