Sliding Girl
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Liz, Des Moines, Iowa, Summer of 1990
(Email withheld upon request)
When my family and I visited a house in Iowa, it was haunted by a
little girl who had broken her neck after sliding down the banister.
When the guide let us in we were taken to a small room with a few card
tables and were given a lecture on the history of the house. Where I
sat, I faced the wall where I saw two picture frames, one had the
picture of a man, the other of a woman. In the reflection of one photo,
I saw the shadow of a girl who was maybe nine or ten. She had on a dress
and was standing at the bottom of the staircase. I watched her for
awhile. When I turned around, there was no staircase and there was no
girl.
