Ghost Story!

My best friend Sarah and I always spent the night with each other every night during the summer. Her grandmother lives right across the street from her house, so we would alternate houses, her mom's house, her grandmother's house, her mom's house, her grandmother's house... You get the point. Anyways, whenever we stayed the night at her grandmothers house we would sleep in the living room. We would make a two pallets to sleep one for her and one for me. Her grandmother's 88 years old but you couldn't tell that from looking at her. She gets around fine and always made us a big breakfast every morning! I love her (: Her grandfather died a few years back and Sarah always said she thought that he was still "there" in the house, as in his ghost. One night, we were sleeping in the living room and we were up til around two waiting for her uncle to get off work. He usually came in the front door and talked to us for awhile if we were up. He always seemed to have some story about work to tell us. Anyways, that night he didn't come in the front door. He came in the back door and tried to scare us. Sarah kept on commenting on how she saw something moving in the hall by the bathroom. I just said Sarah shut up and stop trying to scare me. Then she's like I'm serious, so we walked back there and just as we passed the bathroom her uncle popped out and screamed at us. Well, we screamed back, haha. We were really scared, he got us good! But it was okay, because the next day he felt bad so he took us to get icecream! (: