I Believe in Ghosts nd the Supernatural

I believe in ghosts and the supernatural. From many personal experiences is the reason why I believe. When I was younger in my house back in Waukegan I saw this little girl. She was probably around six or seven. The girl, I named her Elizabeth because she never talked to me. She was just there. She wore a pink night gown and wears her hair in pigtails. My biological father saw her too when he lived with me. He thought Elizabeth was me. There was also an old man, I called him George. He walks up and down my stairs at home. I am not really bother by the fact they are there, its just the fact I have no idea who they are.

The one person I see and know is my Uncle Billy. He was my moms brother. I never met him when he was alive though. He died when he was twenty years old in 1979 from carbon monoxide poisoning. But the first day I met him, I was on my computer in my living room. My mom was asleep on the couch, in a dead cold sleep. I couldn't get her up. I was weird and really nerve wracking. I smelled something so nasty. Oh my god, what it nasty. There was a chair behind me, and it was facing me like someone was sitting in it. I smelled this strong stench right in front of my face. I actually thought it was me. But all of a sudden my mom woke up out of her dead sleep and said "Billy get your feet out of Sammi's face." Then she fell back asleep. That was the creepiest day ever. I have had more experiences with the supernatural and ghosts but thats the story that started it all...