I’m not sure if this is actually a ghost story, but it is something that happened to me when I was really little and it scared the bejeezus out of me. When I was younger I used to get super excited about the first day of school and the night before I wouldn’t be able to get a wink of sleep. I would just lay in bed waiting for the morning to come thinking about how amazing school would be. When I got older I would just stay up reading until I fell asleep, but when I was super young I at least pretended to sleep when I was supposed to. Yes, I know I’m a huge nerd, but it’s okay I embrace my super nerdiness.

Back to the story, the night before the first day of preschool, I was about four or five. I’m not exactly sure, I went to two different preschools so I get the ages messed up sometimes. Anyway, that night we had all the lights off in the house and I was tossing and turning and trying to get to sleep when I thought I heard a noise. I don’t know why I decided to get up, but I scooted out of bed and made my way slowly down the hallway. At the time my parents’ room was right across from mine and I thought maybe the noise had come from their room. I stood right outside their door and listened. I remember hearing some breathing, but nothing out of the ordinary. I still thought I heard something and quietly whispered hello. I was right above our stairs, which in the dark creeped me out at night because with the lights off it literally just looked like endless darkness. I didn’t hear anything, but breathed in and said hello again a little bit louder. As soon as the word was out of my mouth I swear I heard a woman’s voice scream my name. Because I had no idea who could be talking I ran back to my room and threw all the blankets over my head and laid shaking until I finally fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning I got ready for school and headed down for breakfast. While I was eating I asked my mom if she had said my name late last night. I fully expected her to say yes, but instead she gave me the weirdest look and said no, why do you ask? I told her I must have been dreaming or something and went back to eating my breakfast. Even though I didn’t see anything that night, in my mind the thing that screamed my name looked like a pale woman in dark clothing with claw like hands. Years later when I saw The Woman in Black the woman I had imagined looked a lot like the title ghost. I honestly don’t know if there was anything there, but it still scared me.

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