The old man By Rhodry

There are stories, this old man, when he was alive was a bit leach. How he died was unknown, when his body was discovered a week or so later. But after he died, they thought, things would get better. But there was this feeling. In the neighbor, that feels, someone, or something. Was around. But there was nothing there. Sometime there was that mist, a shape. There on the sidewalk, on the grass. Or that shadow that was looking inside the house.

But recently there was this child that living about two, or three from the old man's house. He had that bad feeling, but now it was worse. The child that weird feeling something or someone still there.
But the child's mother thought that it was her imagine things. But she couldn't get that feeling she could be right. Than one night, she accident left the window open a bit. And was all it needed. The old man's ghost enter her bedroom. Before she could react, he enter her body. At first she felt. Normal at first. But several nights later, she acting strange, that she not herself.
She started sexier clothes, or unbuttoning. On her blouse. Or wearing mini-skirts. Or stilettoes heels. Or wearing more makeup. Than she normally does. She started to drink more a drink or two in the evening.
Plus her daughter has that weird feeling when looks at her. It like her is another person. Plus at times, her could swear her changed color from her normal blue to a more greyish color. And the where at time she swear that her mother's were glowing a bit.
Its like she wasn't her mother. But that's not possible. And that other things to. She swear that there was a glow around her. And I can't swear it, sometimes, she is looking at me, like a stalker.