Free Volume 3: Ghost Stories from Texas (Joe Kwon's True Ghost Stories from Around the World) by Unknown

into my driveway in time to see this thing dissolve into the door. “What the...?!” is all that ran through my mind.
    I invited Olivia and her mom in for a while, but Olivia's mom refused my offer and said it was late and she should start on dinner. By the tone of her voice, I could tell that wasn't the reason she wasn't willing to stay. I talked to Olivia though, outside on the porch for about 2 or 3 minutes. I was begging her to stay the night, that I didn't have a good feeling of staying alone in my room tonight. She shook her head, and said something wasn't right, that she couldn't stay. I begged her again, only to get the same answer. She told me she'd text me later, and practically ran off my porch and into the passenger seat of her car.
    I waved goodbye knowing tonight would be a long night. I just remembered, I had forgotten my bag in Olivia's car, which contained my house keys...and my cell phone. I guessed I wouldn't be talking to Olivia tonight, or anybody else for that matter. I knocked on the door quickly, not wanting to stay outside alone another second! My sister, Savannah, opened the door and pointed out that I was late. Just then, a voice I will never forget had said something I would also never forget. "Let me out!" It was a voice that didn't have a gender decided tone. I couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl, a man or a woman, a child or an adult. I jumped at the sound and blew it off as the wind, since the voice was faint and light and I didn't want to deal with anything paranormal that night.
    I hurried to finish my shower because I did not feel safe alone that night. Before I could even get shampoo into my hair, Savannah screamed.
    “Oh no, not again,” I thought. She did this often, but I turned off the water, threw on my towel, and ran to where I heard the scream. No one was there. Savannah wasn't even in the house.
    I saw a note on the table that had stated how she was out with her boyfriend Colt.
    What?! She left me here in this death trap we call home, alone? My mom and dad were working overtime so we could move.
     
    I re-read the last line over again, "Call in emergency. Any emergency." That meant she was expecting a paranormal experience tonight, and she left me! So, naturally I called her, begging her to come home as quickly as possible!
    I changed into my pajamas and curled up in a ball under my covers waiting for Savannah to return home.
    Where's my brother? You may wonder. His was at his buddy’s house.
    "Jenna," the voice spoke my name.
    My head popped up and I began to shiver. A gust of cold air had blown through my room.
    "Leave me alone, please!" I begged of the spirit. "Please, just go away! Please!" I was crying now.
    "Jenna," it said again.
    The next thing I remember, Jeremy, my brother woke me. I was lying on the floor in the basement outside his bedroom door. How did I get there? I have no idea. But I believe that thing we saw in the fog had something to do with it.
     

Want to Know Who He Is
    Klein, Texas
    I first started seeing just glimpses of something. Then one night while I was in my room getting ready for bed, he walked by my door and looked at me. Of course I freaked out, thinking that someone had gotten into my home. My husband was at work but on his way home so I called him on his cell phone (frantic). He told me to calm down and get my gun! I checked the house and there was no one here.
    My husband arrived home and checked the house himself, being that he is a police officer. I finally calmed down and went to sleep after taking a muscle relaxer (I was that terrified).
    I started to see him more often after this incident. He would be standing off beside me, or would pass through the room I was in. I had been told by several people not to communicate with him, because it could be evil. In spite of their advice I felt it appropriate to say something. I sat on my bed with a cover around me shivering with fear as I started my conversation. I asked him he was here,