Recently my mom has told me a story that frightened me. She said it was one of the scariest moments of her life but, I do not remember seeing this boy I hardly recall that day. I'd say I was about six or seven, my mom and I went to the beauty shop to get my bangs cut... Anything after that I don't remember. She had decided to wait to tell me this story when I was a bit older so it wouldn't scare me, little did she know no matter how old you are ghosts are still scary.
So we were heading back home which was just across the street and then down the road. As we were standing on the sidewalk waiting to cross the street I turned to my mom and said "mommy can he come play with us?" looking beside me at nothing (that my mother could see) my mom simply says "who? I don't see anyone sweetie" I then said "the little boy beside me that looks like Casper he wants to come to our house and play" nothing more was said after that, my mom quickly picked me up and ran home.
I want to know your opinion on this because I know children's imaginations run wild with crazy things but I also know that since their imaginations are so big that when they see a ghost they don't think anything of it. So was this just an imaginary friend I never thought of again or is it a little ghost boy outside of the beauty shop?