I am 28 and have my own house and it is about 200 yeARS OLD. I had found a tiny art room up in the attic of the house. It has doorways that I dont think I am ready to go in yet but it is a neat room. I was in there one day watching the sunset and it was very peaceful. I thought I heard a sniffle. I thought it was my dog so I ignored it. I watched the sky again and I heard shaky breaths. I was scared could a bugualr be in my house or a killer? There was no place to hide except for the doors which were locked tightly. All of a sudden as I was about to run downstairs I heard a sneeze. It was a girl sneeze..sounded like it came from a teenager. I called out "Whos there?" But there was no answer. I left the room. I came back to the room a couple nights later to watch the sunset. This time the sniffles sounded closer and worse. Like the girl had a cold. I heard something like trying to stifle a sneeze but it was unsuccesful. I was really scared. There was 2 sneezes. I ran away again. I was daring and went bak the next night. I heard the soft sniffling of the girl. I waited. The finallly * A-a-achooo! A-a-achooo!* I filled up enough guts and belted out. "Bless you!" Suddnely a cold air surronded me and a young woman with straight blond hair from what looked like the 1990s came out with a hankerchiefe. She sneezed again and said "Thankyou" Never again have I seen or heard the sneezing girl. I am wondering why she was in my house and sneezing for that matter. I wonder if she needed someones sympathy for her to move on. Please give me your opinon!
