This took place at an apartment where I used to live at. This was 6 years ago. This happened to me when I was at the age of 8. It was a normal day, like any other. I woke up early for school. I went to the bathroom. While I was washing my face, I lifted my face to the mirror. The mirror reflected a boy toddler standing at the bathroom's door, no older than four years old. He was wearing jean jumpers, with a blue shirt, and tennis. I turned around and surely there was a little boy. I was used to having little kids at my house, for my mom babysat often. I went on with finishing washing my face, teeth, and combing my hair. The little boy stayed there at the bathroom's door staring at me with a pretty smile.
I was finishing getting my self ready. I can't remember why but I turned away to get something, then when I turned back the little boy was gone. I thought the little boy maybe had gone to the rooms or downstairs. I made my way down stairs to the kitchen, where my mom was. I had breakfast, then I noticed there was no noise, which when you have little kids in a house there is a lot of.
My mom told me to get my backpack so she could go drop me off at school. When we where at the door I saw the little boy wasn't with her. "Where is the little boy mom?" I asked her. My mom looked at me funny and said," Who are you talking about?" I didn't understand, I kept insisting to my mom about the little boy. She just said to stop making stories just because I didn't want to go to school.
I know I saw the little boy. I had more experiences after with this little boy, but I never told anyone anything else because I was a child, and grown ups don't believe children. This was my first experience with the little boy. I was never scared of this little boy, he seemed playful and sweet. I have had other experiences with ghost, and weirdly most are children ghost. I want someone's help to tell me why I see things. Or at least to tell me what they know.