My friend, Kaitlan, and I were upstairs in my room watching A Haunting. It was on commercial. While we were talking we saw one of my big blow up bouncy balls move a little bit. I got a bit curious and a little freaked because the ball was across the room from us, and my dogs were not in the room with us. No windows were open, it was just out of thin air, the ball just moved a little.
I then heard some giggling from a little girl and being curious I went over to the ball. I pushed it a little; it stopped and pushed back to me. My friend was terrified and I was amazed. I kept pushing it back and forth with the little girl- or whatever it was- while my friend was almost close to tears.
"Let's go back downstairs, please! I do not want to be up here and watch you play with a ghost!" she told me.
"Go downstairs, I will be there in a bit," I told her, but she was not convinced.
She did not want to leave without me, but I really was enjoying actually playing with a little ghost girl. I could not see her, except in my head and I could see her little round face laughing and laughing and having a great time. I never realized that since she was so young, that she never got to do very much in her life. That is why I wanted to play ball with her, because she probably did not have that much time in her life to play ball or any other games.
I still wonder why I was so eager to play with a ghost. It was scary, but yet fun and enjoyable at the same time. I still remember it like it was yesterday and I would surly play ball with her anytime that she wants.