When I was a LOT younger than I am now, me and my best friend were very interested in ghosts and things like that. Me and her decided that we should try a little seance since she was spending the night, so we wouldn't get scared when we had to go to sleep. We had made it all up out of our heads completely because we were little kids and we really didn't know what we were doing. Frighteningly, we did get some results. When we asked it to give us a sign of it's presence, my friend's necklace fell off of her neck. Needless, to say, we broke the circle and ran into the living room with my parents. After a while, she decided that she wanted to go home because she didn't feel well. So, I walked her over to her apartment. When I was walking back, there was a girl on the stoop, using a stick to hit the supports. She was just a dark shadow. When I froze from fear, she stopped and threw the stick. She just stood there, not moving an inch. I waved to her and she ran inside. By that time my heart was racing. I decided to do the brave thing and look inside to see who it was. When I opened the door she was already behind all of the bikes in the tornado thing-a-ma-bobber. She was sitting in a fetal position. I didn't even enter all the way because I was afraid of her. I asked her a lot of questions, eventually her head raised up facing mine, from what I was seeing, there was no face. I tried to walk up the stairs back to my apartment, but for some reason I felt so held back. I ran back out of the place into the parking lot screaming and crying for some one to come and get me.

Well, whether you believe me about this or not, it's true. And I will never forget that moment either. Seemed like all of my messing around with things like that finally caught up to me.