I know this is kind of long but its sad and heart warming.( and i know that its not very good grammer.)..... when my mom and my dad split up i got to choose which parent i wanted to live with.i choose to live with my mom because i would continue to go to the same i had been for nine years. This house we lived in was a four bedroom home, since it was only me and my mom we decided to moved into a small home. So we ended up moving in to a really nice two bedroom home.this new home had stairs, whih leads to the basement. i have a bad knee so i hate stairs.the first time i walked into our new home, i got cold chills. It had been about a week since we had arrived there, and it was around twelve o'clock and i heard someone crying. at first i thought it was my mom. her room is right acroos the hall from mine,so i sat up to see if her door was open. surely, it was and she was sound asleep. just to make sure she wasnt faking i throught back my covers to go see. when i did this almost immdetatly something that looked like a little girl ran across the hall, crying her eyes out. Two weeks later,I woke up in the middle of the night hearing someone runing up and down our stairs crying. To scared to get up i throthe blanet over my head. I guess i fell back asleep, but when i woke up i heard something very close kinda sniffling so i uncovered my head and the little girl was kinda over me crying. Her tears felt like the were hitting my face. I was kinda scared at first but when her tears hit me i was over come with sadness. Three days later i saw this girl in my room looking at the picture of me and my mom. then she yelled at me and disappered, its kinda odd because she looks 3 or 4. Later that day i went to the library to see if anything had happened in that house... a 3 years old girl was killed by her mother in my home... After reading this i ran home and later that night i saw this little girl again and instead of being scared i felt happy. I held out my hand and said to the little girl,"If you want, Ill be your mom...". Some how she knew what i was saying. I was only 13when this happend but im getting ready to turn 14 and i know thats only a year but i see "my little girl" everyday and she no longer crys.