by Nichole Boyett
Well I realize this didn't happen in PA; it happened in my visit to Mississippi. I was in fourth grade(now I'm in 7th), and my grandpa and I were visiting my aunt and uncle. That night in MS, I was about to sleep when I heard someone knocking at the window. When I went to see what it was, nothing was there. So, I went back to bed. Then I felt the whole right end of the bed sink in. I thought it was the dog, so I didn't pay attention to it. That's when I felt the tugging. Someone was tugging at my foot. I looked up, but to my disappointment, no one was there. Then the tugging stopped. The next thing I knew, I was flung across the room. I hit my head on the floor. This time, I ran to my grandpa's room. But something was holding me down. When I finally got free of the thing, I ran to my grandpa's room. The next morning, I told my tale of the night. My grandpa and I left quickly. I never went to Mississippi again.