Alright hear me out. Everyone here is probably going to think this is fiction. But I want to share this with all the YGS readers. So I'll just start at the beginning. (This was a period of 5 days)
November 22, 2021
At around 12 pm my mom and Alexa left the house to get stuff for Thanksgiving. We were inviting most of my mom's family over like we always do every year. So my mother wanted to get lots of food for the about 20 people, plus us she was inviting. So when she had came home it took about 15 minutes to get all of the grocery bags on the table.
Now in the time she was gone which was maybe 1 hour and 30 minutes. One event happen that involved my younger sister, Sophie.
Sophie is about 14 years old almost 15. So she's a lot younger than me and Alexa.
(If you spent a day with her not knowing her age you'd think she was 10 or something)
Now for this story to make sense. I was in the living room that had the door to the backyard, if you were standing in the kitchen you'd be able to see the living room I was in perfectly. Now the steps to upstairs were right by the front door so when you'd walk in on your right would be the steps, in front of you would be a bathroom on the left and the entrance to the living room, and on the left would be the second living room.
As I was just sitting in the living room I noticed a red crayon rolling on the ground and right to my foot. As it stopped rolling I heard a girl yell for me from upstairs possibly around 10 years. I thought it was Sophia even though she said she was going outside. But maybe she snuck in the house without me knowing. Besides she was the only other girl in this house so it made sense at the time for the voice to belong to her. So I just got up and headed to the stairs. As I reached the first step I froze, the same red crayon was there just laying on the first stair. I ran back to the living room where I found the red crayon rolling to my foot. It was gone. I ran back to the stairs and the crayon had moved to the second step. I heard the same voice call for me from upstairs. Just then the back door opened, and Sophia walked in. This is what we said:
Sophia: "umm what's wrong?"
Me: "Are you playing a trick on me with this red crayon?"
Sophia: "No, I wasn't even in the house this entire time."
I froze to clear my self up. Obviously something in this house is playing a trick on me. But I didn't know what it was was.
That night I had a dream that I was looking at the crayon and out of nowhere it moved to the next step twice. This happened every night until this night it made it's way up all the stairs. All of a sudden things went dark and I heard a girl the same voice that had been calling my name say:
"I'm coming for you, so you better watch out"
I swear I could've seen the smallest outline of a girl just sitting there on the top step.
Ever since this happened I've been doing loads of research. But I could barely find anything to help my experience. Although I happened to come across some urban legends and creepy pastas but nothing about a little girl, considerably a ghost.
Now I'm obviously not going to a conclusion yet. I want to find more information on this before I even insist to jump to conclusions. Most likely looking up the history of the house.
I'll keep you guys posted if I can. Bye, hope you enjoyed this odd story.