The Little Girl

From: Matt Higley (SairuCC@netscape.net)
Story type: Ghost
Location: My childhood house
Source: Form Submission

I had lived in the same house since i was a year old. But when i was about 10 or 11, my brother pointed something very strange out to me. There have been stains on my ceiling for as long as i remember, but he noticed one day that one of the stains looked like a little girl. I too noticed it once he pointed it out to me, we thought it was kind of strange but thought little of it at the time. Soon as i turned 12, i began having a recurring dream that i was hiding in a closet and all of the sudden a man would reach in and grab me. I would always wake up after that.

The dreams eventually stopped but after they did, i would sometimes awake to see the image of a man reaching into a closet, and then i would hear a little girl scream. They man and the screaming would vanish a few seconds later. The man was dressed in suit and had a come-over. He was always facing the closet so i never saw his face. Occasionally i would see my dog walk into the room and he would start barking in the direction of the closet. Also, after the sightings started, i noticed that the stain next to the "little girl" stain, roughly resembled a man's face.

One of my cousin's stayed with us during a part of the summer, and i had never told him about the stain or the sightings. Although he said when he was sleeping on the couch, he awoke to hear footsteps in the hall and up to my room. he said when he looked to see who it was, no one was there. After he told me about what happened to him, i showed him the stains. It was refreshing to know that i wasnt crazy, cause someone else had felt the presence.

I still dont know who the man and the girl are, but i think the man may have murdered the girl in that closet. And now they are forced to reenact it over and over again, to anyone unfortunate enough to stumble across them.

Please email me of you want a more detailed version of the story or have had something similar happen to you.