My family has been into the supernatural for as long as I can remember, but I was always the skeptic. My mom and her crazy stories about how she lived in a haunted house as a kid was just some fairy tale I told my friends when growing up to scare them. It was fun, almost believable, but way more of a party favor than real life to me.
Anyway, as I grew up, I developed a few ghost stories of my own. Sometimes I wrote them off as being something I imagined or talked myself out of actually believing in a ghost, but there's one I cannot forget.
My nephew and I were moving something out of the storage unit connected to my mom's apartment and we were laughing and having a great time trying to push something very large and heavy with a 10 year old and 20 year old hilarious, really. Right as we passed a hallway that consisted of once-filled rooms that now hung open revealing empty compartments, we both heard a noise that sent a cold chill down my spine.
"Hello." A sweet little girl's voice wandered from the hallway to where my nephew and I stood. It wasn't a harsh greeting; it was more of a surprised, "it's so nice to see you" greeting. We both immediately glanced at the hallway and slowly back to each other without saying a word.
"Let's get this thing out of here, quick," I said without mentioning anything about the voice I knew I just heard. I wasn't 100% positive he'd heard it, though. As soon as we got outside he asked me, though.
"Why did you want to get out so fast Aunt Alex?" He asked, but I know he knew the answer.
"So...you heard her, too?" I asked him.
"YES! What was that!?" He exclaimed to me thinking I would know.
"I don't know... But it sounded like a little girl just said hello to us."
We continued to my mom's apartment where we proceeded to tell her the story. She, of course, was convinced that it was a ghost. I dreamed about it months later and her name was Emily in my dream, so I call her that.
My nephew, now 11, still calls me, now 21, complaining that the memory of the little girl's voice keeps him up at night. Honestly... It keeps me up, too. I'm still kind of a skeptic... But Emily's voice is still in my head.