All the stories I will tell you have happened and they are true. This one may not sound true but it is. This took place when I was about ten years of age.
I used to always wake up at night. I woke up at about 2:50 am, looked up from my bed and saw a girl about nine years old from the looks of her. She was on my bookshelf. I saw her and I wanted to scream but I couldn't. I just sat there and looked at her for about five minutes until she looked up and said hi. I said hi back and I just kept looking at her. Then I fell asleep at about 3:00.
About an hour later, I woke up again and went into my sister's room. She was asleep. I woke her up and asked her if she was on the bookshelf, but I knew the answer was no because when it happened, I could hear her sleeping. So she told me to go to sleep, so I did.
The next morning there were books off the bookshelf that were there before. For example, there were two Harry Potter books and a dictionary on the shelf, but nobody liked those books in the house. About two days later at midnight, the bookshelf fell down. I have not seen the girl after that. The girl had brown hair, brown eyes, and she was in a long pink lace nightgown with stripes on it.