I know this is cheesy, but a week before my previous story, Scary Irony, I heard the voice of a little girl say my name. The only woman in the house was my mother. So, I got up and looked for the source of the voice. It was never found.
Two days after that, after I got back from seeing Twilight, I went to my cousin's house to stay the night.
When we got there, my cousin Chealse, disappeared, so I went to look her. I walked into her room, she wasn't there, so I turned around and went back.
Now, to the left of the hallway to her room is a mirror. When I walked back down the hallway towards the living room, I saw a girl in the place of myself. She was four or so feet tall, she had brown, golden hair, and she was wearing a school uniform from the mid 1800s.
When I did a double take, she was gone and I was there again. That stunned me a bit.
Later, I was looking for Asheley, my other cousin, I walked into her room and she wasn't there. When I turned around, I saw the little girl again she was standing the doorway. It wasn't scary except for the fact that she really wasn't there. But she standing there, like she was waiting for me to come play with her. Just waiting.
Now, I see her in mirrors, like in Chealse's, and in any surface that can you see a reflection. There's nothing scary about, but it kind of getting annoying jumping every time I look in a mirror.