3:00 AM - 3:30 AM

This story is the one that marked me forever because, thanks to this story, I began to have the conviction that my profession was to become a writer and reporter.

I don't think that everything is bad, it starts at three in the morning and ends at three thirty in the morning; until one of my friends, named Dolores Wright, experienced her worst fear.

My friend started living in Ipswich - Massachusetts; later, the death of their parents. I was already living there with my family, when I met her; and immediately, we became friends.

We both had steady jobs and did the things that everyone in Ipswich does. As we had seen the movie "A Nightmare on Elm Street", we heard a song that we liked and it is the following:

One, two, it's coming for you

Three, four, close the door tight

Five, six, take the crucifix

Seven, eight, don't sleep yet

Nine, ten, you will never sleep.

When we finished singing, we felt that someone came running towards us and asked us if we were the ones who were singing that song and we had said yes; so that person told us that if we sang that song, terrible things would happen to us.

While Dolores Wright was sleeping, at three in the morning, the smell of rotten meat came to her.

Scared, she decides to get up, to see where the smell came from; but, there was no one, he continued sleeping.

At ten past three in the morning, the smell of rotten meat became stronger and stronger than that, he had to get up again and there was no one in his room at that time; so, he went back to sleep.

Later, he heard someone say his name, with an ultra grave voice and he felt very cold. My friend woke up again, turned on the light and there was no one.

Everything was repeated until three thirty in the morning when everything stopped.

My friend could no longer sleep because of the fear she felt.

The next day, my friend called me to tell me everything bad that had happened that night and that she couldn't sleep.

I knew I couldn't wait any longer and I went straight to her house, to be with my friend and to calm her down.

With me by her side, my friend, she was able to sleep. In the afternoon, we went out to eat and we talked about many things; until night came and each one had to go to our respective houses.

Everything was fine; Until, it was three in the morning again and this time, things got worse.

Meanwhile, Dolores Wright, was sleeping, not only did she smell rotten meat again; but also, she felt that someone took her by the legs and pulled her out of bed.

Finally, he heard someone say his name in an ultra grave voice.

My friend turned on the lights and this time, she saw a shadow in the corridor; but, it was the shadow of a woman, with a knife.

At first, she didn't know what to do, because she was really scared; now, all this was not normal and the only thing he could do is try to get up, to close the door of his room.

When I was going to do it, the ghost went directly to where my friend was and with her, other ghosts; but, all bad.

All he could say is, "Jehovah, I trust in you." but, it was all useless. The ghosts began to set my friend on fire and she died burned.

My friend, joined the ghosts and from that moment, they punished that house.