Teia's Ghost
A long time ago, when I was about 12, my little sister was about 6 or 7. We had to share a bedroom, because we lived in a small home that consisted of two mobile homes put together to make a ghetto double wide. Between the two mobile homes was a long wooden hallway my dad made out of scrap wood.
One night, my sister had gone to bed a little while before I did, so I turned off the lights and lied down. The only light on was my mom’s bathroom light which was next to our room. About a half hour later, I was still lying there trying to sleep, when I heard someone walking down the hall. From where my bed was, I could see about halfway up the hall, but it was pitch black. I saw nothing at first, but then, as the noise got closer, I saw some small, glowing foot prints. I was so scared! They walked right by my bed, right past my little sister’s bed and into the closet which had no door on it!
I woke my sister up as fast as I could, and she was freaked out, too.
