From William:

Back when I was a small boy living in rural Illinois, my dad had been laid off from work. Shortly afterwards, we lost our house, and ended up moving in with my grandparents who lived in a small, quiet trailer park in Florida. My dad was since able to find another job, and my grandparents bought a house for themselves just a few miles away, while we lived in the trailer park.

It was the summer before I would start second grade when it happened. Our house was situated right behind a park where people would go have picnics on Sunday afternoons, or go on long walks, passing the time. I was walking past a giant pine tree when I accidentally bumped into a girl about my age. She seemed rather playful and we instantly became friends. All that summer, she would come over to my house to play, but mysteriously, I had never seen her house before, nor heard anything about her parents.

Then, fall began and school started once again. The girl stopped coming over to my house. So, I decided to go over to her house to check on her. I followed the exact directions she had given me during the summer. When I arrived, I was surprised to find an empty lot, filled with weeds. I thought that was really strange, but didn’t figure out the significance of it until later.

We eventually moved out of Florida, when my dad found better work in Ohio. Shortly after we moved, I was talking to my dad about ghosts. He told me about a childhood encounter with a little girl who his father later explained was his aunt who died when she was young. She suddenly appeared in his neighborhood, was very vague about herself, and then vanished without a trace after a period of time. Then, I told him what had happened in Florida.

My dad said that he looked out the window one day to see me talking to someone who was not visible. He mentioned the incident in a conversation with his aunt, who is a psychic. She suggested that I was also being visited by someone from the other side - the same little girl who had visited my dad when he was a child.