This started about a year ago. Once, when I was lying in my bed, I looked up and saw a black haired girl. She was just standing there, staring at me. I had felt something, so I had looked up and there she was. Feeling a bit eerie, I said, "Hello..." She didn't answer.
I tried again. "Hello? What are you doing here?" No response. I was feeling really scared now. "What do you want?" Yet again it proved pointless.
I sat there and stared at her for a while. She stared back. Occasionally she smiled a little bit. But then she stopped smiling abruptly. We must have stared at each other for an hour.
After a long, long while I laid back down in my bed, feeling that she was still there. She continued to appear at the end of my bed, simply standing there, occasionally smiling and occasionally frowning. Several times I tried to talk to her, to ask her why she was here. Once I even asked her if she needed my help. Each and every time proved to be useless. She simply stood there, her long black hair hanging over her young face. She wore a simple dress. I don't know if she had any shoes; I was too scared to get up. Ghosts usually don't scare me, but this one had a strange aura... Like she had a real reason for being there.
What was that reason? After about a month she stopped. And now, over a year later, she's there again. I can't talk to her; I cannot communicate with the dead. I can only see and feel their presence. But she's so... Indescribable.