Ghosts Chapter 1

I had always wanted a big house with a lot of land, but when the
oppurtunity arose, I got a lot more than I baragined for. My name is
James. I am 26 years old and have a degree in accounting.

While I was at work one day, I got a call from a will lawyer saying that a
very distant aunt had recently passed away. It seems that this aunt, whom I
had never met, left an old mansion in West Virginia to me. she didn't
actually live in the mansion, as I was told. In fact, it seems as if nobody
has lived in the mansion for over 200 years. Since I had a vacation coming
up, and nowhere to go, I decided to pay a visit to West Virginia.

It was cold when i got there. It seems as if there was a recent
snowfall. The old mansion was almost 30 miles from the closest airport, so
I needed a rental car. The car I got barely had any gas in it, so I had to
stop by a gas station along the way.

The gas station looked like one of those 50's service stations. I pulled
up, and there was this old timer sitting there in a rocking chair.

"How you doing there sonny? What can i do for you today?" he said.

I replied, "I just need a fill up."

"It won't be a problem" the old man replies. He gets up, starts the pump,
and starts putting gas in my rental car.

"If you don't mind me asking, where you headin' to?" the old man asks.

I reply, "I'm going to the mansion up the road. I inherited it from an aunt
of mine.

The old man's eyes open wide, and he turns white as a sheet. "That big
mansion? That place is haunted, has been for about 150 years. If you listen
at night, you can hear screams from it.

"Allright old man, if you say so. I'm going there regardless" I respond.

"If your sure about it, just be careful" the old man warns.

I laugh and say, "I will be. Thanks for th gas old man. How much do I owe
you.?"

The old man replies, "No charge. Any man who's willing to walk into that
haunted place needs a break."