This account takes place in my hometown on the Tennessee/Kentucky border in February of 1991. I was a Junior in high school, and had a part-time job cleaning a small private elementary school and the adjacent gym on the weekends. The school building itself was a converted two story farmhouse, and the gym was a large metal building. The schoolyard has several large oak trees, one of them well over 100 years old.
One very cold Sunday night, at around 9:30,I,my girlfriend at the time, her sister and step sister, were riding around looking for something to do, and we decided to stop by the gym I just mentioned and play some basketball, just basically shoot around. As we pulled up to the gym, no other cars were there, and the only light was coming from a street light in the school yard. The gym sits on a built-up area and just downhill from it was a group of oak trees, one of which had an old fashioned rope and plank swing hanging from a branch.
As we made our way to the door I was fishing for my keys and I happened to glance in the direction of that swing. I did a double take when I realized there was a girl who looked to be around 8-10 sitting on the swing. She had on a long light colored dress, had long dark hair, but I couldn't make out her face because she was back-lit by the street light."That door is open already"she said to us.Thanks,I said, and we went on in. I assumed that even though there was no car outside, she must be there with someone who had already gone in the gym.
We found the place totally dark and unoccupied, and after a few minutes got bored with basketball and decided to leave. As we were walking to the car, I glanced down toward the swing, more curious this time and she was still there just as she had been a short while ago. We made it out to the end of the long driveway before I decided to go back and ask her if she was lost. As we made our way back over to the school, we could all plainly see her as she was now running around and seemingly playing in the light of the street lamp. As we closed to within maybe 100 feet of her, she simply wasn't there anymore, and neither were 4 freaked out teenagers who booked it out of there as fast as a 1985 Chevy Celebrity station wagon would take us!