Bad Dream

I was taking tours of haunted houses. I met each ghost I passed. Many of them were on stairways.

I woke up and rolled over onto my left side. I was half asleep, and I felt a strong wind suddenly blowing against my back and heard it clearly. It stopped. I thought about it, and then it came again. When it stopped, I got up and turned on the overhead light and lay on my back to look around. I was too afraid to close my eyes, and I didn't want to turn my back on anything. I didn't like the pattern the ceiling fan made against the walls as it spun. I thought there were ghosts in the room.