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Originally written by Kim.
This all happened when I was around the age of 7. I woke up around 3 in the morning having to go to the bathroom. All my life I have always had a bathroom problem, waking up in the middle of the night just having to go. One night I went to walk out my door into the hall.
I looked down at the book case and I saw this little girl who couldn't have been older then me looking into the book case. I thought it was like she was missing something. I couldn't really stand there. I was terrified. The things that ran through my head. Then she went and walked to the window and disappeared. The next morning I woke up and my father called me over and said, "Kim, isn't this odd?" We had plastic over our windows and there was finger marks running down them like something was trying to rip the plastic.
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