This is not actually my story. This is a story my sister told me happened to her while she lived in our house. At the time she was an 10th or 11th grader which means I would have been a 5th or 6th grader. I had had no paranormal experiences at this point but my sister had had a few.
My sister had had a fever the past few days and my mother and I had been taking care of her. Making sure she drank plenty of fluids. I made her a lot of Jell-o (cause it was the only thing she could stomach). Anyways back to the story at hand.
It was one of the last nights she had her fever (had it for almost a week). She told me that she woke up with an awful headache and that she was reaching for some Advil on her bedside table when she saw someone. Now at the time SHE had the tree with the white Christmas lights on it as her nightlight, and this figure stood about 2-3 feet from it leaning against the wall with its arms crossed and its head bowed so she could not see its face. She knew instantly though that it was a boy around her age.
When it looked up at her she was afraid but felt no anger towards her from the ghost. He almost seemed human, she said, with black hair and bright blue-green eyes that just looked at her in a dead way (since he was dead). He was dressed in all black. As she told me: black jeans, black boots, black tank top and leather jacket and black motorcycle gloves. The only color she saw was a small gold loop ring in his right ear and his eyes.
As she told me, he slid away from the wall and just looked at her and walked across the room to her side. She was half hidden under the covers with them pulled up to her nose just looking up at him. He reached a hand out and layed it over her forehead and she said his hands were cold yet somehow warm at the same time. It made no sense to us at the time. Instantly her headache was gone, like it had never been there in the first place. As she watched he leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her forehead before leaning away.
Suddenly she said he looked around nervously, as if someone were watching him. He walked back over to the wall he had been leaning against and my sister said he vanished into thin air and that all she heard from him was "Goodbye..."
Being a 5th-6th grader you can imagine how interested I was in this story. My sister has never seen that ghost again. I have also never witnessed it.