If you turn something inside out then outside in then can you still shake it all about? Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Who Haunts Who Now?
It started a month ago. I see him walking around my house, hear his voice, and hear his footsteps. The floor creaks when he walks and objects move when he touches them. He won't leave! He just won't leave! And he brings others too. They all come, making their noises, moving things, the voices driving me mad. It needs to stop! Why won't it stop!
Why do the living have to invade my home? Can't a ghost like me just be left alone?