The moment she walked in she knew that this house was going to be a big deal. Having the hair stand up on her neck and arms didn't happen often but this time it did, big time. But up in the attic Alice was wandering. Looking at things dusting off the old must and dust off pictures, chairs, and clothes that were there from the beginning. Her parents clothes. What if she was wrong. And what she say wasn't a ghost of something bad and was just her father as a boy. Or something else. What if these ghosts wern't evil and were just her parents. "What if i'm wrong and they don't mean harm..."She said to herself looking around the room. "No, they would never hurt me like that it can't be them!"She said feeling her neck. She thought she wouldn't see anything so she headed twords the attic exit when something fell onto her head. She was very starteled at first but then felt a striking pain. The thing that had falled was a picture. glass shards sticking into her head. But this was a picture she had never seen before. It was the same boy she had seen that day standing in her room. Although this picture was different. His face was more happy. Almost clueless to the scowling people behind him. They must have been his parents she though. Maybe he didn't care either and thouse were just his normal faces..."Well...Oh well I shoudl keep this."She said pulling the picture out of the frame folding it up and shoving it in her pocked walking down the stairs she noticed the women. 'Strange women' She thought to herself looking of the women 'one of that mans friends?Really they have two totally different looks'