Last night I was in my room, scanning my textbook trying to study for my junior cert, when I heard a tapping on my window. It sounded like little rocks being thrown from the ground. Then I heard a thump, like someone just fell of the rooftop. Carefully I went out of my window and down to the ground, using a rope I made with my bedsheets. When I got down I heard a little girl giggling. The noise kept getting further away so I followed it to the graveyard. So, what lay ahead of me, was the grave of Gracie Williams, a four year old girl who died one hundred years ago. What I heard next was a stomach-churning scream…
By Aoife H