My grandmother is a ghost

The house was six room with a basement six feel away from the surface.i used to sleep in the TV room on a couch.Ill watch the late night movies alone and sleep right there in couch.

Then one evening when all family is gone to sleep,I heard  footsteps outside the door, when I look through the window I saw an old , unknown man , standing in the gate and no movement, just looking at our house.

I tried to call my mother but the voice could not come out.I rushed to turn on the lights, but did not turn on.Thats when the I feel my hair begin to shrink,there was a very bad smell and the Man was approaching and headed to the door.

I tried to run upstairs to wake up my parents, before even trying to take a step,there comes a little baby riding a  bicycle and he was crying.I took him and rushed upstairs, through halfway to the my parents bedroom,I looked at the baby course he stopped crying, that is when I realised that I have been carrying the human skeleton of a baby.

When I open my parents bedroom I found them dead sleep.i tried to wake then up , but the only person woke up was my father,who was having very strange face,an suddenly he came out with a very big knife, when I look at my mom's,she was full of blood.

That's when I loose myself and surrender.my father tried me up to a pole in the basement, someone called my father s name.I heared my mother voice, come and get your breakfast.i thought to myself,my mother is dead,who that could be.

As I looked in my father's eyes with mercy when he lifted up the heavy knife.i closed my eyes and, oops,I was dreaming.