There’s a ghost door at the end of the hall. For no reason at all, it would creep away from the wall and slam shut, and when it did, it shook the house and startled everyone. They tried to explain that if the back door was left open, or a window was up even a crack, a breeze could come in and push the door closed. But it wasn’t true. It was a ghost door. Something didn’t want us to leave the house, and on that night in particular, we could hear it moving down the staircase to find us.