I woke up with a start. My heart was skipping several beats. Frightened, I shot the duvet over my head, and listened to my own breath struggling. Sweat drizzled down my forehead. Hungrily I took a toxic waste sweet, shoved it into my mouth, thinking that it was a grape, but it made my tongue tingle. Staring into the darkness, I saw something move behind my dreaded curtains…Cautiously, I saw a darkened figure whirl round my room as quick as a cheetah, I wanted to run, but I didn’t dare to move from my covers! Was my house really haunted?