The Little Boy

I was staying at my aunt's house in kentland indiana, and everyone had goen to bed for the evenign and i was getting ready to do the same. as i layed there in my bed at the back of the house i got this really uncomfortable feeling it was crushing me it was so intense. i felt like someone was watching me and waiting for me to go to sleep, where my room was situated there was an open door the led out to the porch and as i looked at the doorway a little boy came through and looked right at me. he looked like he was about four or five years old and he was dressed in eighteenth century style clothing. i just sat there on my bed and stared at him and without really knowing why i waved at him, and here's the creepy part HE WAVED BACK!!! then he went through the closed kitchen door and i heard his footsteps fade as he headed upstairs. and as soon as he left the feeling like i was being watched was gone.
Roxann Poor