The Haunting of Jasper Dean Crow


“I really do hate this house, we moved here five years ago. I’ve always felt weird in this house, but now we are starting to have problems with the supernatural.”


Hi I’m Annabeth Rose Bostwick, I’m sixteen years old, I am very different from most people. I have long black hair and big brown eyes, I’m told I’m really pretty but you know most people don’t see it. I am pretty tall and skinny, I’m underweight for my height and age. I moved into this house five years ago with my little sister Harley, my Little brother Terry, My older twin brother Perseus, my mom, and my dad. Somehow lately I’ve been coming in contact with the supernatural.

Ghosts really scare me, I mean they aren’t my most favorite thing. There’s been a ghost destroying my things, like one day I came home from work and my mirror was laying on the ground shattered, like someone had punched it repeatedly. My journal has gone missing as well, I’ve had that journal since I was seven. My journal wasn’t just sitting out in the open where anybody could take it either, it was in the secret compartment in my closet. I’m the only one who knew where it was, nobody else knows that compartment is there. I really do hate this house, we moved here five years ago, and I’ve always felt like someone or something was watching me all the time. It’s the worst feeling you could ever get.

I bought a new journal today so I guess I should sit down and write about today. I sat down at my desk and began to write…

“October 29th, 2012


Today when I came home from work I found that my cat was missing. She was here this morning, Kiara never leaves the house she loves it in here. I looked for her all over the house and couldn’t find her anywhere.”

I heard a really loud crash and hissing noise, I’m the only one home what could be going on? I decided to ignore it and went back to writing.

“This house is really starting to freak me out I can’t take it anymore, I think I might need to take a nap till everyone gets home from the movie. I had a long day at school and at work.”

I got up and put my journal into my pillowcase, then flopped down on my bed and kicked my shoes off onto the floor as I tried to relax. I started to slowly fall asleep hoping that my family would be home when I awoke.



I jolted upright when I heard the blood curdling scream, it was Harley my seven year old sister. She was standing in my doorway staring at my wall above my bed with a look of terror on her face. I turned around to see what she was staring at, there on my pure white wall above my bed written in blood was “ Get out of my house Bostwicks” I screamed for my mom, I was terrified where did this blood come from? My brother Perseus ran into my room “Annabeth, I’m so sorry its Kia-“ he didn’t finish he looked up at my wall with a look of total shock on his face. “Harley go get dad now!” Perseus commanded. I got out of bed and ran to my twin brother “what is wrong with Kiara?” I asked. “She- she…. Terry found her in the bathroom torn to shreds. I’m so sorry sis.” I started to cry and I hugged Perseus tight. “That’s the big crash I heard earlier” I cried. Perseus looked at me strange “when you were here alone?” he asked. “Yeah, I was writing in my new journal I heard aloud crash and then a hissing noise.” Our mom came running upstairs “Annabeth are you okay baby girl?” She asked as she pulled me in for a hug. I hugged her back, I enjoyed the comfort of her presence. I felt safe when I was around my parents and brother Perseus I feel like the ghost or whatever the hell it is, is scared to mess with me when I am with them.



I continued to cry all of that night, my cat was the only pet I’ve ever had. Perseus and dad buried Kiara in the back yard. Mom says she knew it wouldn’t help but her and me could skip school and work tomorrow to go look at a new cat. I was scared, what if this new cat has the same fate as kiara? How could I Just doom another cat to death by bringing it into this stupid demonic house? Instead I told mom that I wanted to go to the library to do some research. Tomorrow I’m gonna find out why these strange things are happening.







I slept on the couch last night I couldn’t handle being in my room, theres to many bad memories. Perseus gave me a ride to the library this morning. I got out of the car “bye bubba thanks for the ride, I love you and ill see you later.” I said “okay sis love you too if you need a ride just call.” Perseus replied. I went inside to the computer room and walked around till I found a computer that nobody was on. I logged in and opened the internet, I’m going to find some stuff out about this house because ever since we started renovating it this stupid s*** with this ghost or whatever the hell it is has started getting worse. I went to the old news stories website and searched my address. Two stories popped up, one was titled “House abandoned after strange occurances” The other one was from 1932 and it said “17 year old boy dies in a gun accident” I automatically read the first one and as I was reading it a few things stuck out “the James’s pets were found dead in the bathroom of the house” My mind went to Kiara, “what the f***” I thought “ this is strange” I printed out that story and decided I should read the other one. I started reading the next one I’ll sum it up for ya… 17 year old boy Jasper Dean Craw was killed in a gun accident, his 10 year old brother was playing around with their father’s gun when Jasper’s brother accidently pulled the trigger and shot jasper. It went straight through his chest and he was dead within minutes. I was shocked the ghost in my house must be Jasper. There was a description of Jasper he had black hair, blue eyes, and he was pretty muscular. I printed off that story too and went to get both of them. I decided not to call Perseus for a ride home I would rather walk I need some time to think.



When I got home dad was the only one there, I opened the door and went inside. “Annabeth?” my dad called out, “yes dad” I walked into the kitchen were dad was making a sandwich. “hey dad do we have a ouija board?” I asked “uh no I don’t think so, why?” dad replied. “oh … uh I was just wondering dad, I’m going to head upstairs and take a nap for a while.” I said “ Okay hun I washed the stuff off of your walls for you. Oh and I’ll be heading to work in a few minutes” said dad “Okay pops love you” I said as I hugged dad and ran upstairs to my room papers in hand. When I got into my room I just stood there, this room is so full of bad memories I hate it so much. I hate this stupid house why did we have to move here? I heard dad’s car pull out of the drive way and drive away, I went and sat on my bed looking over the stories again. With out thinking I yelled “ Jasper I know you are here, I know you took my journal, broke my mirror and killed my cat. Why do you hate me so?” My bedroom door slammed shut “what the hell?” I whispered I heard footsteps pounding towards me “ Don’t do it don’t f*ing touch me Jasper!” I yelled, I felt a harsh tug on my legs he was trying to pull me off the bed I latched my hands to the head board and held onto it. “let go damnit!” he didn’t stop pulling I was suspended in air now. “I know your brother killed you on accident” I said, he dropped me then my door flung open and he left. “Dafuq just happened?” I thought, I fell asleep until mom and my little brother and sister got home.






Later that night Harley and Terry came running into my room “Annabeth! Annabeth! Annabeth!” they sang in unison. “what do you guys want?” I grumbled “we have a surprise for you!” they sang. My mom walked into my room carrying a gray and white cat. “Oh god no!” I shouted in my head, “uhm…..” I didn’t get to finish. “sweetheart your Terry and Harley insisted that we get another cat, what are you going to name her?” mom said. “Uhhhhhh I guess I will name her Aria mom” I replied. “okay sweetheart” mom said as she walked out of my room taking Harley and Terry with her.



Later that night I held aria close to me, I couldn’t handle to lose another pet even if I just got her a few hours ago. I kept reading the stories about Jasper over and over again I couldn’t stop reading them and thinking why does he only mess with me? I couldn’t get it out of my mind that I had a real interaction with a ghost and he had tried to pull me off of my bed. I slowly drifted off into sleep and found that I was having a horrible nightmare, In my dream I was sitting in my room on my bed watching what seemed to be Jasper’s death. Then suddenly I heard him yell “Annabeth Rose Bostwick, I will get your family out of my house no matter what it takes!” Then images of my family hanging from the big oak tree in my back yard flashed before my eyes. I woke up with Perseus asking me if I was alright because he heard me screaming from his room. “I’m fine” I tell him “can Aria and I sleep in your room tonight though?” I asked “yeah that’s fine, are you sure you are alright?” he asked. “Yes bubba I’ll be fine” I walked to Perseus’s room with aria and layed on his bed and instantly fell asleep. I didn’t dream this time I’m glad I didn’t.


I woke up the next morning and thank god it was Saturday, that means I don’t have to stay home tonight. I might just go to my best friend Rosemary’s house. I don’t know if I should tell her about Jasper or not I don’t want her to think that I’m crazy. I got up and ran downstairs “Momm! Can I go to Rosey’s house tonight?” “yeah that should be fine babygirl, have her mother call me and I will talk to her” mom replied. I called Rosemary she answered on the fourth ring “uh Hello?” she asked “Hey Rosey! What’s up? I was wondering if I could spend the night tonight?” I asked, “Oh uhm….. I don’t know if that’s the greatest idea, theres a rumor going around school saying that you went crazy and killed your cat.” She said, “ But I didn’t “ I insisted but it was to late she hung up. I decided I would text Ashley, Jason, and Alexis no one replied but Jason, Jason is my boyfriend… well he was my boyfriend but he just broke up with me for the same reason Rosemary didn’t want me to come over. I couldn’t believe this was happening am I really losing everyone? This was starting to destroy me, I didn’t go crazy did I? I couldn’t have it cant be true. I ran up to my room crying I cant believe Jason left me we have been together for almost a year, I fell asleep crying.

I started to dream but this dream was different, I was sitting on my bed talking to a boy. The boy looked like Jasper, was it really him? “Jasper?” I asked. “yes Annabeth” replied a harsh deep voice “why do you want us out of your house Jasper?” I asked. “ Because it is my house and you stupid people are destroying it, it’s my house. I hate you all for living a happy life especially you Annabeth, you get to be happy and have a boyfriend I was engaged to my soul mate when I died she was pregnant I was going to move and have a nice farm house. “ he said “I’m sorry I didn’t do it I didn’t kill you, you cant blame me!” I yelled. “leave before something bad happens to one of your family members it might even be you” he said and then I woke up with a stomach ache.



I hate this house I hate this room I cant sleep anymore and I hate being at home I’m constantly trying to get out of the house but I have no luck since I don’t have any friends anymore and I see Jason everywhere I wish I could have him back, I still love him he was my everything but I don’t have him anymore. Every day I think that I might actually be crazy am I crazy do I have a problem? I’m scared that if I am crazy I will hurt my family, I hate living like this I miss my old life why did all of this stupid s*** have to happen maybe there is a purpose for it, maybe I am supposed to be like this maybe something good will come from this. I really doubt it though. My mom has been worried about me I don’t talk to her anymore, I don’t talk to anyone I just sit in my room crying and writing in my journal. I don’t feel like anybody cares about how I feel I’ve started cutting like I used to I know it serves no purpose but it just feels right, dragging the sharp blade across my wrist or thigh drawing the blood and watching it ooze out of the slit that I had just created. When I’m doing it I don’t think of anything else that’s all I’m focused on I feel as if all of the pressure is being lifted off me. If my family were to find out I’m doing this again they would take me to a mental hospital. That’s why I wear hoodies all the time and skinny jeans.



A week has passed and Jasper follows me everywhere in my house. I’m so paranoid at school and work that I have no friends still. Jasper has even held me down in my sleep lately I can feel the weight baring down on me. I wake up with more and more bruises everyday, I’m scared sometimes I think that I really am crazy and just dreaming this or think that I really am crazy. I’m tired of living like this, It’s Saturday night the 14th of November three in the morning. Nobody in my house is awake but me I decide it’s time, I go to my closet and grab some rope. I go out to the stairs in the middle of my house and tie the rope into a noose, I threw the opposite end around the chandelier. I wrapped the other end around my neck and climbed up onto the railing and then Jumped…




* A loud crack echo’s through the house*