A ghost in my house

Now I know a post about a ghost wouldn’t be new to this chamber, but I can assure you this one is different. <br><br>I was about ten years old when I had my experience.<br><br>It all started with a ghost in my bedroom. I was lying in bed and I was sure I had turned off the hallway light when I came to bed. I looked around groggily and noticed the light was on. “Mom, did you turn on the light?” my mom replied with “I thought you did”<br><br>I got out of bed and checked to see if it was on, thinking that it was a bad switch or something. But when I reached the hallway and got closer, I realized it wasn’t the light that was on. It was something that was glowing.<br><br>I had no idea what it was and I couldn’t see very well but I reached out to touch it and as soon as I did I was hit with a wave of sadness.<br><br>It felt as though something had told me to go back to bed. So I did.<br><br>The next morning I had no recollection of what happened the night before. It wasn’t until a few days later that it happened again. That was when I told my mom about the things I had seen. She was skeptical but she told me that she had similar experiences.<br><br>“Really?”<br><br>She said yes and that it was a ghost.<br><br>I was about to ask her a question when I was interrupted with another wave of sadness and it told me to go back to bed again.<br><br>I decided to do some research on the house and see if there was anyone there that had died. I was determined to get to the bottom of this.<br><br>But the day after I started my research, it happened again. I was going to bed when I saw the glow. I was too scared to go near it and instead I turned around and ran to my mom’s bedroom. I shook her awake and told her what I had seen.<br><br>That’s when she told me what was really going on. <br><br>She told me the house wasn’t haunted. It was me who was a ghost.<br><br>“What do you mean?”<br><br>“Remember when you were little, you had a bad fever. Do you remember that?”<br><br>“Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?”<br><br>“Well, one night while you had a fever, you had gotten out of bed and walked to the kitchen. Do you remember what happened?”<br><br>“No”<br><br>“When we found you, you were unconscious on the floor and you were freezing. We took you to the hospital and ran several tests but what the doctors ended up concluding you had died for about an hour and a half. When they were trying to figure out how you had died, they realized you had no brain activity during that time.”<br><br>I couldn’t believe what I had just heard.<br><br>“So the reason you keep seeing the light and hearing the voice is because it’s your time to go. Your body is dead but your soul is still here haunting the house until you let go and move on.”<br><br>That was when I felt the wave of sadness once more. But I knew I had to let go and move on. <br><br>I went to my room and packed a small bag. I walked back to the hallway and said goodbye to my mom. I walked up to the light and said “I’m ready.”<br><br>As I touched the light again, I saw a tunnel. I walked towards the tunnel and as I got closer, I realized it was a hospital room.<br><br>I saw a younger version of myself lying on the hospital bed, and I realized this is where my life had ended. <br><br>I walked closer to my younger self and when I did, I felt this strange feeling, as though something was inside me. <br><br>I looked down and I was gone. <br><br>I opened my eyes and I saw my parents crying next to me. <br><br>It had been about an hour and a half since I got the fever. I realized I was back and that I had just been given a second chance.