Mrs. Winter sighed again, feeling sorry for the young man who had taken his own life.
"He was a good boy, a little introverted, but he never did anything to hurt anyone. He was kind. Sometimes he'd shyly greet us and ask how we were doing. Of the Raina family, he was the only good one. The others..." Mrs. Winter shook her head.
"After he died, the house was left empty. Someone should have inherited it. Raina was only sentenced to prison, and his other children... I don't know where they went. Anyway, none of them ever came back. Even Raina, the one who'd been sentenced, supposedly died in prison. Since they'd disappeared without a trace, all sorts of rumors sprang up. Some said they were dead, some said they were hiding in the house, and others said something terrible had happened to them... There were sounds coming from that house, too. A child's, a dog's, old Raina's... I even saw Jimny, the good boy. His spirit had stayed in the house, too. Before long, some bored young people started exploring it."
Mrs. Winter wore an amused, exasperated expression as she brought it up.
"They never found anything, really. They just thought it was fun. More and more people like that started showing up. A TV crew came, too. Before long, the Raina family had become a mystery... Oh, right. When the TV crew came, I asked them about it. The Raina family's youngest daughter was probably still alive. Apparently, she was the one spreading those stories outside. She'd embellished quite a few things and even made up a story about their great-grandfather. That was probably how it happened. The house became a famous haunted house. I was actually pretty scared, and I felt sorry for little Jimny. I was