The first encounter was about two years ago. I laid on my side, facing my wall-my back turned away from the door. I had just hit sleep mode when I heard a scratch on my mattress, and a little girl laughing in the hallway. I asked my sister the next morning if it was her, and she swears on her grave that it wasnt - and that she heard it too.
The second encounter, my cat and I were sleeping, when a big *BANG* awoke us. I looked up and saw a silver thing floating in the middle of my room - then it dimmed out. I looked at my cat, and she was looking straight at it with eyes opened.
The next few were with my friend and my sister. We were setting up cups and pretending to go to bed so if the ghost was around us, she would trip over the cups. We were pretending to sleep when we heard a sigh of a girl. Another day when she came over, a light-up die kept lighting up, and we weren't touching it.
About a few weeks later, we were recording near my attic in my room, because we believed that's where the ghost lived. It is nailed shut, so each time she comes over we try to open it. We recorded an Australian accent saying, 'Whaddya want to do, mate?" Something hovered over my friends head that night.