I haven't really spoke about this to people other than my family, now that's its been 6 years I think I should let the world know my story.
When I was 7 my papa died a while before Christmas. He was old and died while he was asleep. This is when it all started...
Since his room was going to be empty when we cleared it out my parents decided we could make that a toy room with our Christmas presents.
So that's what we did and one night when I was walking around the hall I seen my toy car move... There was no one in the room and I was standing clueless? I ran and shouted to my mum, she came and told me about my papa dying in that room and that it must just have been his spirit. At the time I was young and didn't know what she was talking about but as I was getting older she explained it to me and I understood. But sometimes the scary thing is that the room he died in is the room I sleep in, but the thing is he was a good man when he died and that means he is a good spirit and I know he couldn't harm you or frighten you.
I would never ever forget this and as people should know things like this don't leave you no matter how long ago it was... Things like these stick to you and you never forget these.