this reminds me ofwhat I like to call "the girlnext door". I was ata frinds house, next door, and I saw a little girl in a white dress. She trapped me in the bathroom andvanished after I screamed for like5 min. she was in my way. I was freaked out. then I saw her again when Iwas visiting family. I don't care whatyou personally belive,but I have enough proof for me. I have had so many freaky situations...
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