The Ghost Girl

Let me start by saying I never believed in any of these things or never had the desire to be interested in the paranormal. This changed about two weeks ago and I'm desperately looking for answers and possibly some comfort because honestly I'm a nervous wreck. I've been searching the web, for what, I don't know, and I'm coming up empty. I ran across this site and was glad to see that there is open discussion about these topics. I would really like some advice so I can get on with my life.

First, I think it would help to offer a quick description of my house. My front door opens into a small hallway that leads to the main staircase. At the top of the staircase is my room. If you were facing my room, the bathroom is directly to the left. Behind you would be my parent's room at the end of a long hallway.

It was around 2 a.m. It was during the weekend and I had just driven forty minutes home from visiting my old college roommate. I'm 23 years old and just out of college a year and a half ago. I grabbed my backpack from my backseat, slung it over my shoulder, and made my way up my porch and through the front door. Normally, I am not afraid of the dark but as soon as I walked into the pitch black of my house, I was struck with the most bizarre, eerie feeling. It caught me off guard so I ran to the hallway light switch and flipped it on. The feeling subsided a bit and I felt a little better but my heart was pounding. I remember laughing at myself, too. I turned off that light and turned on the staircase light (there is a light switch at the bottom and top of the staircase) and made my way up the stairs.

As I reached the top of the stairs I turned off the light for the staircase and as I walked to my bedroom door, I looked left into a wide open bathroom door. This will haunt me forever. Standing in the back of the bathroom was a young woman in a plain, beat up dress, slightly glowing white in the darkness. Her hair covering her face was curly and black and her head tilted forward as if looking at the floor a few inches ahead of her. As soon as I became aware of her she started walking towards me at a normal pace. I fell back and cowered against the wall staring at her yelling and screaming, "OH MY GOD!" at the top of my lungs.

As she got closer she started to tilt her head forward to look at me but at that moment, purely on adrenaline, I ran down the hall to my parents' room crying, yelling, and screaming. Their door was locked so I was kicking and banging very intent on knocking the door down. My dog, who sleeps in my parents' room started going berserk on the other side of the door. Still screaming, banging, and calling for them, I turned my head to see the girl walking down the hall towards me. I completely lost it and felt I was about to pass out. My parents finally opened the door as I fell on their floor. My dog bit me and I scampered up to look. She was gone.

At this point, I was crying and completely uncontrollable as I tried to explain to my parents what I had just seen. They looked almost as afraid as I was. After a few minutes, I was able to calm down and tell them what happened. I could tell that they didn't know what to believe but they know I'm not one for dramatics. I slept in their room that night and forced them to keep the light on. I didn't sleep and watched TV all night, staring at my parents' closed door.

I've never touched drugs or anything like that, so what I saw I believe to be real, no matter how much I try to talk myself out of it. I would love for it to be fake, trust me, but it wasn't. It wasn't a wisp or anything see-through. She looked tangible and was very real.

It's been about two weeks and I still won't go anywhere in my house alone. Luckily, I've been planning on moving out at the end of this month. I've been sleeping in my younger brother's room every night with the light on. I don't know what to do with myself, or what to think. I've never had a single paranormal experience my whole life and this happens. I actually enjoy being at work so I don't have to be at my house. I dread going home everyday and I'm living in utter fear right now.

I would really like to know what everyone thinks. Thanks for reading.