Touched by a ghost

Today is Halloween; why not post a scary story? This is one of my personal experiences. It was when I was twelve. My mother wanted to surprise my grandmother and we drove to her house without telling her. When we arrived we discovered her driveway gate was closed and locked. Usually it would be open. The screen door was closed but I could see her front door was open. My little brother and I started screaming for her to open the gate, but we didn't hear a response. My mom suggested she might be in the restroom and we waited about 10 minutes but we didn't see any movement in the house. I decided to jump over the gate, my grandmother hated it because I would land on her plants but it was hot that day and we didn't feel like being out there in the sun. After I jumped the fence I went directly to her door, but the screen door was locked too. I yelled out for my grandmother but there was no response. When I looked inside I could see to the bedroom and directly into the restroom and she wasn't around. I turned and yelled at my mom that she wasn't home.

My grandmother had three houses, two were connected and the main one was separate. They were old homes my grandfather and her would live in. She rented them when she moved to the main house. My mother said for me to find one of the tenants and ask where my grandmother was. I obliged. I knocked on the door of the house nearest my grandmother's but no answer. The curtains were closed and the door was locked, I guessed there was no one home. I went to the other house and knocked on the door. The front door was open but the screen door was closed. I didn't receive a response but I heard the shower go off. I knocked again and noticed the screen door wasn't locked. I looked over to my mom and brother in the street by the car and signaled 'no'. My little brother told me to go in. I looked inside and yelled if anyone was home but I didn't receive a response. I knocked again and then announced I was coming in. Again, no response. I went in but stayed as close to the door as possible and asked if anyone was home. I heard the shower turn on again. I walked in a bit further into the living room and asked in an inside voice if someone was there. Silence.

I looked outside the window that was to my left to signal to my mom that nobody was home. I looked to the screen door and then to the room where I was hearing the showerhead go off. I looked outside the window again and at that exact same moment I felt someone breathing on my neck. I stood there paralyzed since I knew I was alone and I was trying to make sense of what I was feeling. I had no intention of turning back to see what though. I did turn my head to the front where the screen door was and then I felt it. I felt someone's hand touch my shoulder. Remember I said it was hot that day? Yea, well this hand was cold, snow cold. I gasped without a sound, ran outside, and jumped the fence. I told my mom and brother nobody was home and opened the door to the car and sat in there until my grandmother arrived twenty minutes later. She was out shopping. Never did I step foot in that house again. I didn't tell my family until a few years passed. When I told them about it they said they had creepy experiences in that house too, but I was the only one to be touched by it. Lucky me.

With Love,
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