Ghost?

One night a few weeks ago, I was getting ready for a football game at my house. Everyone had left, and the front door was the only door unlocked. Home alone, I went upstairs to get ready. After awhile, I heard someone, who I thought was my dad, come in the front door, lock the front door, and walk along the creaky floor. I was about to yell down the stairs and ask Dad why he was home, but something inside me told me not to. A few minutes later, I heard the door unlock, "Dad" walk out the door, and the door close again. I went downstairs to find nobody around. I figured dad left, but just because I was a little suspicious about who that might have been, I called Mom and asked her if she had been home a few minutes ago. She said no. I called Dad and asked if he had been home recently. He said no. He told me immediatley to go outside and stay in the driveway. Dad raced home to inspect the house and make sure no one had been in there, and there was no one.

It left me very shaken up. We never turned it into the police, and to this day, I do not know who walked in my house. A stranger? A ghost? A murderer? A rapist? I sure hope it wasn't any of those, but I will never know. If it was, I was protected. Thank goodness I was...

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