Haunted

The ghosts came and went.

There were unexplained footsteps and nights when clammy sensations washed over my skin.

They were nocturnal and appeared only to those who knew they were nearby.

One night, I dozed fitfully and moved to a couch.

After I drifted to sleep, I saw him, a crazed figure with wild hair.

When he lurched for me, I pushed him away.

Then he roped my legs and I found myself struggling to move.

I fought to get free and pushed away my covers.

Then with my heart beating fast, I woke up and the ghost was gone.

From Guest Contributor Kaia Gallagher