I have lived in a haunted house
(Sent by Silvana Tijera, a student from Formosa, Argentina)

Last summer holidays my parents and I decided to travel to Chile. We stayed in a new and big house. The first week everything was going normal but a few days later the situation became more complicated.

Everything started when I was reading a fantastic book in bed and I saw a little girl in the mirror. The girl was wearing old-fashioned clothes and she had a broken doll in her right hand. I had listened that my brother shouted shouting five minutes ago before because when he was playing cards with his friends, all the cards disappeared and they didn't know why.

The next day it was Halloween and my mother hadn't prepared dinner yet. When she was cooking, she felt a strange hand behind her. Somebody was touching her shoulder.

A month later my father said: 'Why don't we  come back to our house? I think this isn't funny anymore. Everybody was agreed.

When we got home I was searching in internet and I knew that the house in Chile was a cemetery until 1890.

This was the most horrible experience in my life!