Ghost in the Woods**Please critique me, I want to get better!**Recently my family and I moved to a small town in the middle of the woods. I hated the idea, having grown up in the city and suddenly being uprooted to go live somewhere who's idea of a superstore was the corner store that also sold socks. I mean, the other kids were alright, and they made fun of my 'city-slicken' accent, but everything else was awful.In the first week that I was there and going to their one room school, I heard rumors of a ghost who lived in the woods and stole peoples souls. I asked what this ghost looked like, they couldn't tell me. I couldn't help but scoff, how could they