Ever since I can remeber Ive always felt that I was being watched even now i feel this way. Anyways when i was about 7 we moved to my grandmas house. She had givin it to my dad before she died and well we moved there and this house is like huge and like its connected to another house behind us which also belongs to us but we rented it out. And heres some background info. The house that im talking about is like really old and it was the 1st border patrol house in san Diego. It was the only house for miles and miles and it had a lot of windows up stairs so that the officers could see who was coming for miles. On the side of our house there was like a drive way that lead all the way to our back yard. And in the back yard there was this huge garage which was a horse stable before. Anyways um when we moved in the house was like super trashy and like was in a big need to be remodeled well my room was always warm because it was in the front of the house so the sun was always hitting it. But there was this one room in the bak that was like always cold no matter what we did to it.
And one day when we were remodleing our house I went into that room to get something and i saw like a shadow and i looked around the room and i didnt see anything so i kept looking for what i was looking for and all of a sudden i hear this voice say hello and i spun around and saw this girl about my age and i say to her hi And we started to talk and asked her why was she in my house and she told me that her father was caught by the border patrol many years ago and was killed here but no one ever knew about that. And then she said that she would always watch over me. And then my dad came into the room and said Soleil who are you talking to? and i was like my friend and i look for her and she wasnt there any more. after a while i forgot about that incident but then on day when my dad was putting wood floor he left like a huge hole right in fort of the door and my brother said u cant catch me and ran outside so i followed him but i had forgotten that there was a hole in font of the door and i fell straight into it. I could have been killed there were nail and stakes downthere My foot landed on a little pices of concrete where the nails were only incehs away. I got out of there with only a few scraches. I guess that girl was really watching over me!