This sighting happened in Charlotte, NC on Ellington St. in an old duplex that my some friends rented. It wasn't on the best side of the town, but it was safe and everyone within range knew each other and took care of one another. The place wasn't much to look at.
At the last minute, my ex and I were asked to house sit. We didn't mind because we'd have the place to ourselves and we were very comfortable being there, so we agreed.
We arrived later in the evening, enough time to just get ready for bed. I had just finished taking a shower and came into the room that we were going to spend the night in. It was around 11pm or closer to 12am, and it was no longer than 20 minutes from the time that I came into the room to situate myself that we heard the window open from the other bedroom. This was a duplex, a small one at that if you could imagine a big square box with 4 little boxes inside as the bedrooms, living room and kitchen and a small little bathroom that split between the 4 boxed rooms. The bedrooms shared a wall and the windows were adjacent to one another. What we heard what quite clear, loud and obvious-the window was shut.
Did someone just break in? We're we being robbed? We stood still in place and waited to see what would happen. If we could hear them, they sure can heck hear us. I muffled the words, "go get something". I wanted to prepare ourselves with what and who we had to face and I didn't want to be empty handed.
Because I had just come into to the room after the shower, I hadn't had the chance to close the door behind. I panicked even more so because now they could see us! They couldn't possibly think the place was unoccupied. Our car is outside plus, we had the lights on. Who ever it was had the upper hand. They knew what they were getting themselves into.
We heard walking, the floor creaking and the sound of a pants dragging on the floor. Since we were on the bad side of town, we assume naturally. Maybe a homeless guy who needed a place to stay, or someone running and broke in to get away.
I than started to move to reach for another object and moved closer to the door because I want to be there and not for them to be in here, cornering us in a small bedroom. My ex then quickly blocked my way and told me to stay behind. I was scared either way, for him, for me! The walking stopped. We stood still, waiting. He, my ex, decided to walk outside of the room to let our presence be known, not that it wasn't already obvious. He stayed within sight of me. He came back in to report that there was nothing and no one was out there.
We were confused, scared, and worried. We didn't know how to react now. We started to whisper our thoughts. And we heard the movement starting to back up! Oh my god! I was now near hysterical because he didn't close the door behind him and the door is opened even wider. We both just stared towards the door and there it was or there she was. She couldn't have been more than 10 years old. She was blonde, average height and wearing an all white nightgown that dragged on the floor. She walked right by the room and didn't think twice to look our way.
My ex gathered his thoughts and again told me to wait to see where she goes in the apartment. Maybe she would just leave through the front door. A moment of scare was gone and now we were concerned for this girl. Why is she alone? When we didn't hear the front door open or shut, I made him go follow her to see if she needed help or something. Of course, he hesitated, but he went and came back within a minute to say she was gone. Nothing! No evidence of the door or the back door, or even the kitchen window looked like it was tampered with.
We turned on all the lights by this point and traced every step. We went into the other bedroom and checked it out. The windows were sealed shut and locked. No evidence of robbery or anything out of place.
Needless to say, we fell asleep with all the lights on. We woke up around 6am. We couldn't sleep.
We tried to ration everything. We even talked to the adjoining neighbors and they claim they weren't even home and only just got home. When our friends came back that afternoon, we dare ask them and maybe they could make some sense it what happened to us the night before. The reaction we got was, "oh yeah, she's always here. She doesn't bother us. She keeps to herself. She'll just walk past us and keep on". "What? (You can only imagine what our thoughts were at this point). Are you nuts?! You guys have been living with a little girl ghost and that's it?!"
All in all, this experience that we had may have only been 30 minutes long, but it seem like an eternity when it was happening.
My ex and I have parted since, and I haven't gone back, since it was his friends' place. I've also moved to Smyrna, GA, close to Marietta, another ghost hot spot. I do hope to go back there someday to investigate, but I know other people are living there now.
I hope you have enjoyed my story...