Hello again, R. L. Stein Story Club members, I'm Ivy, your ghostly host and keeper of those strange and spooky tales from the hidden vault of R.L. Stein. Today is another chilling tale. This spirited tale story club members might make you wonder what goes bump in the night.

It's one I call ghosted.

Hi, my name is Luna Danvers, and I'm a ghost.

I haunt a house at the end of 1213, Juniper Tree Lane.

It's a cute little two-story country house that sits at a dead end near a patch of leafy woods where deer, pheasants, and quail like to roam.

I often watch and sometimes interact with them.

For some reason, animals are aware of me when people are not.

It's been pretty lonely in the house.

I died of pneumonia in the early part of the 20th century when the house was brand new.

My family moved away after that. I didn't cross over to the other side.

I wanted to stay behind. I loved this house and never wanted to leave. My father had built it special

for my mother and me. There was a new family who lived here for decades, which for a ghost like me,

seems only like a few months. They were called the Summerlands. The Summerlands were a

nice couple who had a collection of cats that I played with over the years. One of my favorite

felines was Bobby Joe, a brown manx cat that had a puffy tail and kind of ran like a rabbit. I loved her so

much, but she's long passed on. After Mr. Summerland died, he didn't become a ghost like me he passed on to the other side

Mrs. Summerland grew too old to live alone and was moved to an assisted living home the country house at the end of Juniper tree lane has stood empty for a long long time since then

I've endlessly wandered at stairwells hallwaysways, attics, and cellar, but what good

is a haunted house if there's nobody to haunt? Let's face it, ghosts need people to be ghosts,

otherwise we're nothing, literally. Then, one day, a realtor came out and slapped a sold sticker

across the weathered faded for sale sign. Soon after that, a family of three moved into the house.

They were named the Bellichex.

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