My first ghost experience that I recollect happened at the tender age of 13. I had just gotten home from visiting my dad in South Florida and was happy to be back in my room, to have my bed.
Overjoyed, I simply threw my bags on the ground and streaked onto my bed. Now, the way this house was build: My bedroom was connected to a private bathroom which adjoined to my brother's room also, making a "U" with rooms. Once on my bed, I could see the bathroom mirror. Oddly, I could not see myself in the mirror.
There was an older girl with darker hair and green eyes (I have blonde hair and blue eyes) which startled my a great deal. After a single blink, though, my appearance in the bathroom mirror could be seen. I ignored any scary thought (I was frightened very easily when I was younger, scaring myself was easy) and continued settling down for the evening.
Eating supper with my mother silently and getting ready for shower time. Now, I normally would bring the radio into the bathroom with me and sing throughout the entire shower, but decided not to do that that night. I sang whatever I felt that night and thought great fun of it.
While singing mid-shower, I heard a small voice ring, higher than mine, and quickly stopped. This small voice pierced the silence in my bathroom, freezing my body. I couldn't think. Here is another girl in my bathroom, singing. I felt slightly violated.
Finally I mustered up the guts to speak up. "Who are you?" was all that I could squeak out. I asked again and received a fading giggle. I didn't get energy from her until weeks later. She speaks to me often. Now, as a young adult, I feel her touching me and pulling me.
She sometimes holds my sleeve or just a finger. I don't mind. I call her Emily. She has helped guide me difficulties that I can't tell anyone about personally. I was raised in a house where ghosts aren't allowed to exist and you'd be exiled for telling stories as such, let alone telling them it happened to you.
Emily has been witnessed by a few friends who believe and even some who didn't (until meeting Emily and me). I have had a tough up-bringing and now wonder if it was Emily keeping me alive all these years.