First of all i ope that after you are done readin this you'll start belivin in ghosts.It all started when i was six years old.I used to always look out my bedroom window at night to help me fall asleep.It was in Argentina,and it was a very cold night that night.Well,like everyday I grabed one of the curtains and pulled it bak so i could look out.I was beginen to fall asleep wen sudenly i saw this old man in my bakyard.he wads wearin a milk white suit,with same color skin.I mean this man couldnt have been human,he was really sort about 3 feet i could say,and very old.He had a wite beard.I remember looking directly at him,sudenly he sopped walkin and looked right into my eyes,as if he got scared of seen me lookin at him.At that moment he started runin and i heard someone runin on my neighbors ceilin,thats wen i knew it was real. 5 years later,my best friend came bak from Mexico and told all of us about her story.She had seen a ghost.Three days later we were outside talkin,wen suddenly she started screaming and cryin wen we asked her wat was happenin she said the ghost was behind a car that was really close to us.Wen she calmed down i asked her to describe the ghost.She said it was an old man,almost 3 feet tall,white face,wite suit,long beard..........