(San Diego California)
I was 5 or 6 and i was in my bed reading when I thought I heard my mom yelling at someone but I realized that no one else was in our house just my mom and I. So I just pushed it to the back of my mind and went back to reading, then I heard that voice but it wasn't yelling it sounded as though a women was cooing at a small puppy. I pulled my book down under my eyes but over my nose and I saw this black mist and heard the same cooing noise again and sat on my bed and there was a dip in the bed clear as day but no one was there just me. I then moved my leg to the dip and the bed went back to normal. And since this was just a dream I realized that even though ghost might not be real but if they are there they need to be respected like living people child or elder.
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