The Little Boy, My Sister, and My Mom's Room
I was babysitting five kids at home while my mom was away. It was about eleven that morning. One of the kids was very still. He sat in front of my sisters photo (she died the year before), and then he spoke her name (SieAnna). He turned and walked into my mom’s room without making a sound.
I followed him into the room. When I walked in, he looked at me and smiled then stepped into my mom’s closet where we kept my sisters old stuff. I walked slowly to the closet to get him, but when I arrived at the door he was gone. I turned on the light to get a better look, but he was not there. I called his name several times, but he never answered.
I went to leave my mom’s room, but when I turned around he was standing in the doorway. Thinking I was going crazy I walked out of the room. As I turned to close the door a little girl climbed on my mom’s bed looked at me smiled and waved. She laid down and went to sleep.
