A strange friend

 - Let's play! - Said six-year-old Olya sleepily, I will say that she is about to wake up after a long night.

"Why would that be?" - said her older sister Katya, who apparently still wanted to sleep.

- Let's play with dolls, otherwise I'll tell Mom that you don't pay attention to me! You'll get it from Mom.

- I hope she understands me, okay, I'm coming.

Katya got up, somehow lifting her body, she would have slept a lot more if it hadn't been for her sister complaining about the games. Of course, Katya went to wash up before the games, hoping that Olga would stop asking to play. But this nightmare girl's wish is the law! The fact is that mom loves her little daughter Olya very much, and Katya, apparently, is just a cover for this girl, and Olya may cry for some reason.

Sitting on the sofa, Olya brought her pile of dolls, Barbie, Moxy, Brats. There were also boys - Ken, etc., Olga gave Katya a rather strange doll with a sad face.

- Where did you get this doll? There's something else I don't remember.  Katya said and yawned.

"It's a Ghoul doll, don't hurt her!" - Olya obviously raised her voice.

"What Ghoul?" Do you have a friend named Gulya?

Olya wished to remain silent. She just gave the doll to the chair, now I'll tell you how. From the very beginning, Olya put a high chair in front of the sofa, for someone, because she was sitting on the sofa. And she put a Moxy doll on the high chair and smiled a bright smile. Katya didn't understand the humor and looked at her sister very strangely - was she completely?! There's no one in the chair... It's empty.

Katya has spoken out:

- Why are you putting a doll next to a chair, there's no one there.

- Gulya, don't be offended by her, not everyone is friends with you. And you, Katya, should be ashamed, you can't hurt my friend! She can get offended very easily...

- Olya, I personally don't see any girls here, as you can see, Ghouls.

Olya was offended and took the dolls, snorted at Katya and made an angry face, Olya's resentment was on her face, she went to her room, and Katya was sitting on the couch and thinking what was wrong with her sister.

Day. Lunch. family members are sitting at the table: dad, mom, Katya and Olya, but Olya clearly sees Gulya here too. Mom is sitting and eating potatoes, and Olya is still snorting to herself, but then she ran to her room, ran back to them and shoved a drawing in Katya's face. In the drawing there is a girl in a red dress, her face is strangely curved, and her arms are lowered, her hair like Baba Yaga's hangs down and causes disgust. There are scratches and abrasions on the skin, which is clearly expressed on the face, the girl's eyes are strangely glowing scarlet and she gives a little smile.

"Who's that?"  Katya asked Olya.

- This is Gulya, now you know each other.

Katya began to squint at Olya strangely, what kind of Ghoul?! And so, family day has come when all the members go to the river, swim and take pictures. Katya began to watch her sister, who took with her only two pairs, two pairs of slippers, two pairs of swimsuits. It seemed strange to Katya, but then she remembered about Olya's friend, everything is clear. The next day, everyone went there, where mom took a lot of photos, Katya didn't like to be photographed.

Olya poured two glasses of water and lemonade and went to her bedspread, which was too big for one, Katya no longer paid much attention to all this nonsense and just lay down and sunbathed in the sun. The next morning, my mother developed the photos and immediately tore them up, in the photo Olya is holding the hand of that girl, Gulya, she is in that swimsuit that Olya took two pairs each, in those slippers.

But the very sight of the girl makes you vomit, her skin is blue like the dead, she herself is covered in scratches, wounds to the point of blood and abrasions, she has four fingers on her hands, and she smiles. She also stands strangely, her body is arched and her waist is on her side, she stands like a zombie, her eyes... without pupils, there are none, But Olya is smiling at her, smiling! Also, the Ghoul has strange hair, pulled out in some places, as if it had been cut off with a razor or scissors, but she can see it anyway.

Katya was terribly scared herself, and her mother, with the last of her strength, offered to move out of this house. The whole family agreed, but Olya was against it, she insisted that Gulya would not like this idea.

When the family moved, Olya constantly waved and smiled at someone...

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!...

Short stories

I woke up in the morning, went to the closet and noticed the prints of children's hands on the mirror. But I live alone and the children did not come to visit me. I was really scared and wiped the prints, but first I took a photo.

***

I worked as a security guard at the school, and my duties were so-so: to make sure that the children didn't run around much during recess, and to go around all 3 floors of the school at night. The guards were supposed to sit in a small booth made of glass and boards near the entrance to the school. And then one night I was sitting and there was a terrible crash all over the school. It feels like a rebar is hitting the wall right next to me. And this sound is gradually approaching my room. And then, about 5 meters before me, the rumbling stops. In the next shift, these sounds were repeated. And the next day I find out that my replacement quit because there was a knock on the glass door of the security room. Needless to say, it was at night and there was no one at the door.

***

Often, when I enter the entrance, the elevator opens the doors without calling. And always after that, he stops on the 6th floor, opens the doors, as if letting someone out, and then goes on to my floor. Every time I say "thank you" and "goodbye" to my invisible neighbor

***

I'm always skeptical about such stories, but something similar happened to me. They went to live in the country. A neighbor brought a bunch of fresh manure in the spring and dumped it in the yard. Early in the morning, I watched from the porch as the watchman's dogs made their way onto the pile and frolicked in it. I didn't want to interfere, but I heard someone banging on the glass next door. Well, I think Granny Zhenya is chasing away the dogs. We have to go help, she can't do it alone. I went to the neighbors, but there was no one there, everything was locked. And I felt uneasy — a couple of months before, the neighbors' second grandmother had passed away.

 

***

 

We're sitting in a room with a friend, playing. We see her mom pass by the door and go into the kitchen. I distinctly remember that she was wearing such a light green dress. A friend says, "Mom, give me some water." There was no sound in response. She called out to her a few more times. We go into the kitchen with a friend, but there's no one there. We screamed in horror. At that moment, her mom came into the apartment, in completely different clothes. It's been more than 20 years, and we're still remembering.

***

When I was 9 years old, my family and I moved in. After a while, I became afraid to fall asleep without light: in the kitchen at night, I often heard the soft voices of 2 people. My parents didn't believe me. She grew up and moved away from her parents. Dad recently called and said: "Daughter, I'm sorry for my disbelief. I woke up at night and heard them." We exchange impressions.

***

She worked as a nurse. At night, the patient started fussing, so I went to check. I walk in, and he asks why I didn't let the dog in. I reassured him that there were no dogs here. Then it turned out that he was telling everyone that a red-haired dachshund was following me. I didn't fall asleep that night. That's because at that time I had 2 months since the dog died, a red-haired dachshund. The nurses didn't know about it.

***

My father set up a camera on the porch to track down the fox. But instead, I filmed Koda visiting her mom. " Koda" is our dog, who died many years ago.