When I was about 5 years old when I first seen her we lived in a house from I believe the 40's. My mom grew up in this house and she never experienced anything. When it first happened I was in the basement with my dad he was looking at baseball cards and I was colouring on the floor right next to him. Where I was sitting was a wicker bench, in the corner of my eye I seen a little girl in a white night gown. She was about the same age and had long brown hair. I didn't do anything I just kept colouring but I could still see her.
The next time I seen her was a few months later I woke up in the middle of the night and she was sitting at the end of my bed just starting at me. She never talked she would just look at me I didn't know what to do so I just went back to bed. I never saw her again.
My other experience was when I was in elementary school; I could never sleep at night so I would be the only one awake. One night I finally fell asleep and I woke up out of the blue to what I thought was my dad watching TV. So I tried to fall back asleep but the TV was so loud I decided to go down stairs to tell my dad to turn it down. When I went down the stairs to find that my dad wasn't down there and the TV wasn't on. I got so scared I ran up the stairs and hid under my covers until morning. I never knew what it was.
My last experience in this house was that every night I could hear people walking in the kitchen it was in the same place every time. My mom always told me that it was just the house but it always sounded like someone walking around.