One night I was sleeping over at my cousin's house. It was a regular night until there was a knock on the door, followed by scratches and whispers. Noises flooded the house and me and my cousin went to investigate. My cousin turned on his phone and and lit a candle for light. We wondered around the house and tried to look for anything creepy. We walked into the kitchen and saw a pale white face just staring at us from the window. We ran back, and my cousin's phone, which had been recording this all, died. We went back to my sleeping brother, who when we told him, believed us. Nothing really else happened that night, but it was still a night we would never forget.

Story is told by Penelope Rox

Gacha Spooky