Ok, this has nothing to do with ghosts but it does have to do with a child giving me the chills. Before I had kids I worked for years with children with mulitple different types of dissabilities. For a long time I worked in a group home with children who were severely developmentally delayed. Two of the little girls were like daughters to me. They both had severe cerebral palsy, could not walk, talk, move, had to eat with G-tubes etc. They had no ability to talk, wouldn't be able to even if they wanted to (they couldn't move their lips or jaw or anything and as per the doctors had mental capacity of about a one month old) but I always knew they were fully aware of everyone around them, their words, their intentions etc., KWIM? My point is, there is NO way they could ever talk.
We had nurses in training come to our group home as part of their training. I used to train them in how to care for special needs children. So, one of the nurses, Vicki, had a very special connection to one of my special girls. They loved eachother. It was so sweet! I always talked to the girls of course, even if they coudln't answer me. You get used to not expecting an answer back of course. On Vicki's last night she was in the little girl's bedroom saying goodbye. I was saying to the little girl, "J, say 'hi Vicky'." and wouldn't you imagine our surprise when this little girl said perfectly clearly, "Hi Vicky!"
I know this is mean and silly but it freaked us out so much we started screaming and crying and ran out of her room!
It was absolutely shocking! Finally we regrouped and came back in her room (feeling horrilby guilty) and she was cracking up. Glad she wasn't offended.
Then the next week I was working and holding "J" on my lap and trying to explain to my co-workers what had happened. They were very skeptical and one of them flat out just didn't believe me. I can understand because it is literally impossible. However I heard it with my own two ears, and so had Vicky. Anyway, I'm sitting there playing with her hair and holding her and I say, "J, I love you." and imagine my absolute shock (again) when she said, "I love you too." OMG! Only this time I couldn't run away, I just screamed and started crying again! She was all giggles about it again too. At least one of my co-workers got to hear it this time and shared the story with everyone. Even her parents didn't believe us.
I hope some of the moms who have children like the girls I'm describing will step in and tell you guys how impossible it is that she spoke. It is seriously completely impossible. So, I guess this is more an "angel on earth' type of story instead of a 'ghost' story. I just loved those little girls.