There used to be a picture of granny Miller hanging on the staircase . On a dark and stormy night around mid night Dorothy heard a big crash. She tiptoed down the stairs. On the floor, was the picture. She picked it up to hang it back on the wall. The eyes were glowing!!
She thought she must be dreaming, so she went back to bed, thinking nothing of it. But she was awoken the next morning, by the police banging on the door.
"What has happened"?
"I'm so sorry, but i have to inform you, that last night at midnight, your mum died."
There started the legend of granny Miller.
30 years later my dad was staying at my mum 's house. In my mums room was the portrat of granny Miller. My dad knew nothing of the history of the picture. In the middle of the night my dad awoke he saw the ghostly figure of granny Miller at the end of the bed. He pinched himself he was awake.
The next morning he told everyone the story. It was then he found out the history of the picture. He never slept in that room again.