Ghost

 I live in a brick five-story building built about 50 years ago. And all the time we've been living here, strange things have been happening in our apartment.

When I was about two years old, my mother met our "neighbor" for the first time. My older sister Katya (she was 8 years old at the time) got out of the tub and, without even removing the towel from her hair, went to sleep in a small room. And my mother lay down on the couch in the hall with me. Our cat Kefir fell silent at our feet. I was fidgeting and moody all night, as my mother later told me: "Something was keeping you awake." Around two o'clock in the morning, she woke up from a strange alarm, looked around and saw a little girl with a long black braid. The girl stopped for a second near our sofa and went to the bathroom. The mother then thought it was Katya. But the next morning, when she went into her room to get a change of pants for me, she noticed that Katya's hair was still wrapped in a towel—she hadn't taken it off since the evening...

When I was 9 years old, my cousin Olya and her daughter Ksusha came to us for a week. Olya, citing the inconvenience of the sofa, went to sleep in a small room, now mine. She would always remember the night she spent there. Before going to bed, little Ksyusha giggled, playing with someone invisible. She would cover her eyes with her hands, take them away, and say, "Peek-a-boo!" Olya told me: "Of course, I did not immediately react to this — Ksyu is small, she entertains herself. But after she fell asleep, fear came over me from nowhere. I hugged Xia and turned with her to face the wall. About half an hour later, there was a knock right above my head. I was startled. I convinced myself that it was my imagination, but I didn't have time to close my eyes again, as the knock was repeated right above my head, on the table next to the bed." I already remember what happened next: I woke up in the hall from Olya's wild scream, she ran out of my room screaming: "I'm not going to sleep there! There's definitely someone there!"

And my own encounter with this "girl" happened not so long ago. It was like in a horror movie.: I wake up in the middle of the night, and she's standing next to my bookcase. She was looking at the books. I've read so much about ghosts, and I can tell you so many stories, but when I was confronted with a supernatural phenomenon myself, I became numb and fell into a stupor. About a minute passed, and the girl disappeared by herself, as if she had never existed...

In recent years, unexplained cases in the apartment have been multiplying. Rustles, quiet voices at night... Recently, in front of everyone's eyes, a rose from a vase of flowers rose into the air and fell on the carpet in front of the TV. Rings, earrings, and jewelry often disappear. But over time, everything comes back, it is found in the most visible place.

She's not doing anything wrong to us, girl. We've already gotten used to it.