My house is haunted, but I am not scared of it. Well, sometimes I am.by Jacob LopezMy house is haunted, but I am not scared of it. Well, sometimes I am. When I was young, my grandpa had a mistress who died in a car crash. I remember the day the police came to our house to give us the news. Maria had passed away.
But Maria never left us. She haunted my grandpa.