This is a story.

That was many years ago...I was a poor student. I just moveed into an old house, where the rent is cheap. Although the place is abit remoteness, it's very quiet. One night I came home late. Then I saw something, which can't forget in this life. Next day I checked out the house, but I didn't find any clue of people had ever came to that place. Obviously, this place had been abandoned for a long time. I got scared. I sealed my windows with iron fence. But at the same time I also began to doubt if what I saw at that night was true. Does ghost really exist? Many days passed. I almost forgot that lady. One night I saw her again. She appeared in the same place. The diffrerence is that this time she saw me too. I was very frightened. That lady suddenly appeared in front of my window. She told me she was a ghost. But she was not malicious. She said she shouldn't have appeared, but if her soul can't get peace, she wouldn't dissapear. So she had to come out.. She went on to say that she had died 81 years ago. Her bones was in vilid which had been destroyed in a fire, leaving only a small backyard house. I began to pity for the poor ghost. The next day I left the window open. She appeared again. I said I want to help her. She said that " You will know". One day in my dream, she took me to her home.The home she ever lived when she was alive. She told me that her father left the whole family property to her before he died. One day, she fell in love with a young housekeeper. She felt that she was the world's happiest girl at that time. After getting married with the housekeeper, she did has some happiness days but everything had changed since she got lung cancer. Her husband also began to become increasingly tired of her. One night, in order to seize her property and to get rid of her, her husband strangled her to death, In the struggle, a candle sparked a fire. One day, I saw many cars stopped at thje edge of the ruins. There was an old man gathered by many people. He was saying something while the other people all listen to him respectfully. The old man seemed agitated, but after only several minutes he left. I suddenly realized who he is.One day when I come home, a funeral motorcade slowly passed by.I heard that the nearby hotel caught fire and there was 8 victims. They are a family. One of the victim is an old man, who was very rich.Now recalling what happened in the past, I was not clear whether it was real, or just it's in my dream. The other thing I can do is to record faithfully what happened.