My story begins when I was 3 or 4 years old. I remember waking up in the middle of the night having to go to the bathroom. I got out of bed and turned on my bedroom light, followed by the hallway light and every light I could find to the bathroom. (I was scared of the dark). Once I got there and sat down, closed the door I was met with an elderly lady standing there, she looked friendly enough and started a conversation with me. I remember the safe feeling she made me feel.
Ever since that night we spoke everyday, she would ask me all about how my day at school was and if I made any new friends. This went on for a couple of months until one day my mother walked past the bathroom and heard me talking to someone.
Once I came out she asked me who I was talking to. I told her all about the sweet old lady behind the door, to which my mother described what she was wearing etc. After my mum asked me about her I never saw her again.
I found out a while later, once I was older, that my brother had also seen her but never spoke to her. Since then I have moved out of the house and have never seen this sweet lady again.
Just goes to show that not all ghost or beings are evil. This was a weird experience but one that I will never forget.