Hi I'm new to this forum, just thought I'd post what happened to me has a child. My Mom thought I had an "Imaginary friend" but to me she seemed has real as you and I. This was about 25 years ago, my Mom finally realized one day that my "imaginary" friend isn't so imaginary after all, when she saw my toy that I was playing with turn around and come
back to me. My Mom then sat me down and asked me about my friend.
Before this had ever happened my Mom would have dreams of a little
girl coming up to the back door and would ask if my Mom would follow
her outside. Most of the time my Mom would tell her that she was busy
and to go play.
So one night when she had the dream she decided to follow her. The
little girl took her to a spot in my Mom's garden and the
girlsaid, "Right there!" Confused my mom asked her what does she
mean? The girl proceeded to tell her that she was buried right
there. Out of being shock or scared my Mom woke up in a panic.
So back to when my Mom was asking me about my friend, I had told her
that the little girl told me her Daddy was angry and took her away
from her Mommy and her Daddy put her in the ground in the backyard.
All she wanted was to be back with her Mommy again because she missed
her and was very sad and lonely. My Mom of course was shocked to hear
this. To this day my Mom and I still want to go back and dig up the
back yard but of course that just isn't possible! It might seem
kind of strange if the owners came out and saw us back there with
their yard dug up. lol
All sort of strange things would happen in that house. The phone in
the basement would ring but it wouldn't ring up stairs. You would
hear knocking on the other side of the cyclinder blocks in the
basement, figure that one out? The washing machine and dryer would go
on and off. What made it worse for my Mom is the fact my Dad traveled
all the time, so her and I would be the only ones to experience it.
She felt like she was going crazy. I do know that for quite a number of years after people didn't live in that house for longer than 3 years at a time. It was a beautiful house.

Toni D. (Sorry for such a long post)