"Hey Isa, I heard you're sister whispering your name from your room. " "But I don't have a sister Becca." That was the moment I knew something was up. There was something, or someone else here than just us. The next day got weirder. As soon as I got home from school, I was about to grab a glass of water. But just as I was about to grab a glass from my cupboard, I heard that whispering again, and all of a sudden, the cupboard slammed closed. All of my limbs felt paralyzed in fear as I stood there, in the middle of the kitchen. That night, I brought all of my friends to figure out what was happening here. What I do know is that this house has supposedly had a ghost, or "demon" here ever since the last owner died. I fear...