This is a true story!

This is a story about this church that my papaw owned. In this church my aunt,grandma,cousin,mom and my uncle went into the church. When they walked in they saw all kinds of baby footprints on the floor. But what was so strange was that they were no babies that went to that church. When they looked at the wall they saw blood running down it. Then all of a sudden the piano started to play and it was not one of the automatic ones either. Then one day this little girl names Tasha was going to go to the bathroom it was just her in the church. Everyone else was on the graveyard. When she came out of the back room the door shut itself and locked. Then all of a sudden she saw a man that looked like my papaw walking down the hall. My papaw passed away a couple of weeks earlier. Then he told her to look after my mamaw. Then he dissapered. One day after the funeral services my mamaw was at my house and it was in the middle of the night she heard my papaw hollar at and he told her to watch out for me.

That is the end of my story. I am sorry that it was so long. Keep believing the stories!!