The second girl

 I was quite skeptical about the existence of the other world in general and ghosts in particular. Obviously, the technical mindset is affected here — if you haven't seen it, then it doesn't exist. But recently I have radically revised my views.

Our family — my husband and I, my daughter, and my six—month-old son - went to another city to visit their godmother and godfather to celebrate their birthday there. It should be said that our friends live in a house that they bought about six months ago. In general, the holiday was a success, we had fun, danced, drank, and walked. But my daughter didn't want to take a single step away from me. It surprised me at the time — our daughter is very independent, usually you need to keep an eye on her, but here she clung to her mother's skirt, and not a step away. They started asking her why she didn't want to play her games. At first, the girl didn't want to talk, but then she suddenly started crying and said, "Dad, please send the other girl away... I don't want to play with her, I'm afraid of her."

I even felt funny for a moment — my daughter had invented fears and fantasies, which means that the child is growing up. The fact is that only two of our children were in the house, and my son had been sleeping sweetly in the next room for a long time. But my daughter did not calm down, she did not lag behind us, and she did not go to sleep. And the next day we went home.

A couple of days after my arrival, I went to the darkroom, gave the film to the developer and ordered the printing of photographs. When I was reviewing the order the next day, I was almost speechless. In one shot where the women were photographed, there are two girls in the frame — our daughter in the foreground and another child's face, clearly peeking out of the darkness between my two friends. I won't post the photo — many people will think it's a montage anyway. It's important to me that I know that the girl was in the house. It turns out that the ghost existed, and my daughter saw it. I feel so sorry for her now—how much she must have been scared then!...