Ever since I was little I and my family would go and stay at my grandmothers for the weekend every other month. She lived in a little cottage in what seemed to be in the middle of no where. She had 2 spare bedrooms which I and my brother used, and mum and dad would sleep on the sofas. Anyway, in my room was a very old doll house. It was quite big, I would say about 3 feet high and 4 feet wide. It was always just a normal doll house to me.
I was 10 when it happened. I remember I was in the garden with my brother and we decided to dig a hole at the bottom of it. We used a spoon to dig because we didn't want our grandmother to know what we were doing. As we were digging I noticed a small wooden doll. She was only about 3 inches tall and had a dirty pink dress on. Instantly I ran up to the house, cleaned her up and placed her in the doll house.
Later that night, mum tucked me into bed and closed the doll house. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, I'm not sure what woke me up but I won't ever forget what I saw. I heard a creaking noise, so I sat up and turned the bedside lamp on. Looking around to see what it was I noticed that the doll house was open and all the furniture and dolls were on the floor. Except from the little doll I had found earlier that day. She was at the top room in the house, tucked into the little dolls bed. I remember after I had noticed the little doll, the room went cold so I turned my lamp off and tried going back to sleep to get warm. I remember not being able to sleep, I must have just been laying there for over 30 minutes. Then I heard that same creak again, followed by a sort of whisper, it sounded like a little girl. I don't know exactly what it said but it was something like 'thank you for bringing her home'.
I remember waking up in the morning and thinking it was just a dream but to my surprise, the doll house was there just as it was the night before, all the furniture was scattered on the floor and sure enough, the little doll was in bed, in the top room. I have never forgotten that night, and never said anything to my parents or grandmother. \r\nIt was two years ago when I decided to search my grandmothers house on the internet. It turns out it was built in the early 1900's and was once occupied by a married couple and there 7 year old daughter. It didn't say how, but it said that the daughter had died in the back garden while she was playing. After the little girls death the parents moved out of their home. Leaving behind a big wooden doll house, the same as my grandmother had in her home.
I asked my grandmother about the doll house and where she got it from. She said that it was already in the house when she moved in. So I guess the little girl who whispered to me that night, was the little girl who died all those years ago. I'm not sure if I'm correct but it said that she was playing in the garden when she died, so it must of been the little doll she was playing with but it never got returned to its house. Which could be the reason she thanked me all those years ago. I brought her doll home.