The wrath of a selfish ghost

Jafari was walking in the long, deep, dark hallway all alone. Scared as ever and, couldn’t believe what was going on. All of a sudden, Jafari hears a loud, screeching, screaming voice coming from the attic. He jumps without realizing it and runs up the stairs as fast as a cheetah. Then finds no one there but, while turning around he sees this lady pop out of mid air and duplicated her self about five times. A few seconds later, disappeared automatically. In a fraction of a second, realized that everyone was telling the truth, the house really is hunted!!
There was a family that decided to move to New York. There were two boys, one girl, and their mother. Their names were Jafari the youngest, Jo the oldest, Crystal the middle, and their mother Alisha. They moved into this old, wooden, decrepit, haunted house, on a deserted street. The house was two stories plus an attic. Jo and Jafari got their own room on the second floor, Crystal had the attic.
The first day they moved in, Crystal went right to sleep after unpacking. In the middle of the night Crystal’s window opened and let in a cool breeze. Crystal got up and closed it, then went back to bed. As soon as she got back to her bed the window opened again. She went to close it but it wouldn’t close. Crystal pushed hard on it but it just wouldn’t stay shut. Then a face popped up at the window and scared Crystal so bad that she almost wet her pants. The lady came into the room, she wore this long purplish, reddish dress, and her nails matched the dress, she had bright red lipstick on. Then she said “Quinasia’s here, your in my house, so what do you want?” Then Crystal replied “No this is my house, your bothering me, and I’m trying to sleep.” Quinasia got really mad and then left.
The next day the family went to register for school. After that they went school shopping and went home. The kids took their supplies and went to their rooms. Crystal stayed in her room for a while and read a book called The Reality of School.
Around seven thirty she went down stairs to eat dinner. When she left Quinasia popped out of mid air, and expanded this changing potion all around the bedchamber, and departed. When Crystal returned she automatically fell asleep. KLAP!! BOOM!! were the sounds of lightening and thunder Crystal heard when she got woke up. The room was pith black at the time, so you couldn’t see anything without a light. Quinasia came and helped Crystal up. Crystal trusted Quinasia to help her out and help her under stand what was going on.
They stared walking Quinasia brought Crystal to the past and showed her what Alisha; Crystal’s mom did when she was Crystal’s age. Quinasia told her mess about Alisha. For example she said look at her she had more freedom, she hung out with her friends. And she is placing you on lock down that feels like house arrest. Crystal got all confused and started yelling at Quinasia telling her that that’s not her mother, and she is lying. Quinasia told and showed her more. After a while Crystal gave up and received the fact that the girl really was her mother. In the blink of an eye, the door said “BANG,” Crystal was trapped. At home Jafari decided to go and play. Within two minutes Jafari reached the second floor. He started walking up the long, deep, dark stairway all alone. Scared as ever, ready to wet his pants. All of a sudden he heard a loud, screeching, screaming voice come from the attic. Jafari jumped instead of jerked and raced up the stairs. He realized no one was there. Then turning around he sees Quinasia pop up and duplicate her self about five times and the disappeared. Crystal was able to leave the past and go home.
Crystal was an evil little girl. She became the devil her self. She didn’t speak for her mother or brothers for months. Crystal was always leaving the house, but wouldn’t say where she was going. One day Jo and Jafari came up with an idea to capture Crystal. They knew Crystal couldn’t resist pulling a long string in front of her. So they went and build their machine using five gallons of water and soaking their sister with it once they pulled the string, they felt relieved. The Crystal fell to the ground. Jo and Jafari helped her up and explained what happened. Crystal told them what happened to her and surprisingly they believed. So as soon as possible the family gathered their things and moved. Quinasia was ecstatic that she had her house to her self again. From that day forward Jo and Jafari were considered heroes. The community demolished the house and Quinasia along with it. The only thing that was left of the house was the tales that were told by the children that survived Quinasia's wrath.