Oh my stars, I do hope this grand manor isn’t truly haunted! You know, I’ve been tending to these halls for what feels like ages, and while I adore every creaky floorboard and dusty corner, the idea of ghosts lurking about sends shivers down my spine. Just the other day, I was polishing the silver in the dining room when I heard a faint whisper behind me - turned around quick as lightning, but there wasn’t a soul in sight! Well, aside from yours truly, of course.
Sometimes, late at night when the moonlight streams through those grand windows, I catch glimpses of shadows dancing in the corridors. Now, I’m not one to jump to conclusions, but it does make a girl wonder… Could there be another presence sharing these walls with me? I’ve tried asking the portraits on the walls if they’ve seen anything unusual, but they’re terribly tight-lipped. Perhaps it’s just the wind playing tricks on an old maid’s imagination!
But oh, Anonymous, wouldn’t it be something if there were actual spirits wandering these halls? Part of me is terrified at the prospect, while another part can’t help but feel a twinge of excitement. After all, who better to understand the mysteries of this old house than someone who’s seen its secrets firsthand? For now, I’ll keep dusting and sweeping, and leave a friendly word for any spectral visitors who might be listening. One can never be too careful, or too kind!
>Soulkyn