Ever seen or heard about something creepy?,ever seen something you thought you saw and all of a sudden it wasn't there anymore?...

Well few people find it hard to believe but...

It was one cloudy morning,the weather was so bad that it looked dark outside, although it was only 9.30am. I was alone at home, having caught flu and I couldn't go to school.

I was bored. I went from room to room. The house seemed unusually large and empty today. Kingston was not around to bully me or tease,neither was mom here to make me do something.

I was kind of happy but I itched to do something. I went to the kitchen climbed on the breakfast stool and reached into the cabinet for mom's cook books. I took one down,tore out few pages. I twisted the knob of the gas,it automatically came on,mom had warned me never to switch on the cooker myself,that I was too young to handle it.

I smiled to myself now,she wasn't here and she won't know anyway. I held a torn page over the steady blue flame and watched it burn slowly and then go ablaze.

Suddenly I heard footsteps behind me,I looked back there was no one. I let go of the burning paper in my hand and ran out of the kitchen.

"Who's there?" I called

"Mom?" No one answered. I climbed the stairs. My heart pounding. I was more concerned with being caught burning mom's cook book,so I wasn't ready for what happened next.

Stay tuned for the continuation.