Halloween

I took off my Halloween costume, washed the paint off my face, put on my pajamas, brushed my teeth, and went to bed. I was almost asleep when I first heard the sound. I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed. "Hello?" I wispered. A cool wind blew against me. I got up from my bed to close my window, but it was already closed. I warped myself up in my snuggie and tried again to fall asleep. About ten minutes later I herd the noise again. It was a scratching noise. Like someone in ice skates was dragging their feet against my wooden floor. I got up to turn my light on, but this time it was louder. I got up from my bed to turn my light on, but the power wasn't working. I glanced out my window and all of the other houses on my street had power and were fine. I ran to get a candle to put next to my bed. When I lit the candle it helped get rid of the coldness in my room. I crawled back into my bed. Then suddenly without warning the coldness came back only it was so cold this time I thought my fingers and toes were going to fall off. The fire that was in my candle blew out. I started to get scared and struggled to breath in the cold. Things started to get fuzzy. I got up and ran out from my room. My legs were weak and my lungs felt as if they were going to shatter. The farther I ran the harder it got to move. I tried to escape from my house but the door handle was burning. I tried to grab it but I had to let go. I felt a sensation on my hand of a sharp pain and blood dripping from my new sores. I started to scream. I banged on the door, I tried to break the windows but I could not escape. I feel to the ground. My skin all over my body was turning purple. The only was I was able to see was from the moon light coming in through my glass window. As I was laying on the floor thinking I was about to take my last breath when the clock tuned on. It said it was 12:00 and suddenly the coldness seeped away and the power was back on. My skin tuned back to its normal color and I could breath with ease. 
That night I could not sleep. I started awake with the lights on pondering over what had just happened. I decided to look up on the computer anything about haunted houses. Nothing compared to what I have experienced. Until I looked up ghosts stories. Apparently each year on Halloween a ghost of a young sad girl haunts on people who don't appreciate life, but its only for Halloween. If you make it passed 12:00 congratulations you survived. So if you don't believe in ghosts, maybe you should think again.