Bathroom Ghost
When I was a small child of about three or four years old, we lived in a house in a small town with a lot of history. I think it once was an old Indian burial ground. We would see ants carrying beads out of their homes. One time I was digging and am pretty sure I found an old gravestone. I wanted to keep digging, but my dad told me if it really was a grave, I should leave it in peace, so I did.
Strangely, even though I was real young, nearly 30 years ago, I can remember this incident as though it was yesterday. I was always scared to be in any room of that house by myself day or night, so this particular day my mom needed to use the restroom, which was in the very back of the house. There were two bedrooms separated by French doors that I would stand in to watch my mom use the restroom. I made her keep the door open to the restroom so I could see her so I wouldn’t feel so scared.
This day I was more scared then usual. I stood there kinda watching her, but also playing. I looked away and looked back. When I looked back, I saw this lady wearing a black shirt with little flowers and black pants standing over her as if she was whispering something in her ear, and the lady turned her head and looked back at me. I was too scared to scream or say anything. My mom must have felt her presence because she jumped up (pants down and everything), came running towards me, and grabbed me and ran out of the house. I will never forget that.
The strange thing is that many people have had experiences with those French doors. My mom said when she was pregnant with my sister, she woke up from a dream to see a little girl standing there with a beautiful dress, like Spanish dancers wear, and when she blinked she was gone. After my sister was born and growing up, she had an invisible friend she would talk to in that doorway. All I can say is I'm glad we are no longer living there, but would love to talk to the people that are living there now to hear their stories.