I had just moved into my new house. It was across the road from a church. Before I went to bed, I looked out the window towards the church. I was looking at the spooky grave stones in the cemetery. It always made me shiver, when I thought about ghosts and all that stuff.
That night, January 31, 2006, I was awakened in the night by a cold breeze. I tried to ignore it, but it just wouldn’t go away. I looked up to see if my window was open, but it wasn’t. I blinked and saw a sad, little girl. She sat right next to me!
At the time, I was still half asleep, so it didn’t really register with me that I was seeing a ghost. To this day, I’m still a little weary of going into my bedroom.