One day in late October, I invited my friends to come to a haunted house that we knew of across the street. So we had my mom drive us there.She wanted to stay in the car because she was too afraid. So we walked in with flashlights and looked over everything. We saw torn furniture, broken windows, and a black cat that we constantly heard meowing.
We were all gathered in one circle standing up in the living room, at least we thought that it was the living room.I was the first one to say something.I said, "If there is any ghost, or a person who used to live here, please give us a sign of your presence." Within one minute, we heard a ball start bouncing. We all screamed and ran to the door.
Unfortunately, this house was a huge house and we traveled far to get to where we started talking to the "ghost". We were all running around the house not knowing where we were going. I finally told all of then to stop and figure it out. We were all silent until we heard the ball bounce again. Luckily, we found the door to the right of us and we ran out screaming like crazy lunatics and that scared my mom.
Once we were in the car, we looked back at the house and vowed never to go there again.