.... I remember that place very well... it is my old house ... it is not mine anymore... but i can go there whenever i want ....oh God how i miss being there... nothing looks the same ... but it still feels home ... i am so glad that i found a way to reach it ....the people who live there are very nice ... they don't know I am here ... and I won't try to let them know ... it is still me .... just in a different form ... me ... Sarah .... the ghost ...