Clara the Ghost

Ever since I was a little girl, I been obsessed with the supernatural. Me and my best friend often saw and heard things together, and thought they were cool rather than scary. Experiencing these things runs in both our families (my dad and brother and me only experience it, rather than my mum or other brother). At the time we lived in some apartments. I walked across the street to her apartment like I did everyday. I was planning on spending the night at her house, like usual. Her mom always set blankets and pillows down for us in the living room where it was more spacious for us to sleep.

At night, when one of us had to use the bathroom, we always woke the other up so we could accompany each other. But one night, at maybe 2 or 3 in the morning, my friend woke me up and stated she was going to the bathroom. She did not ask me to accompany her. She merely got up and left. There was a …