It all started when we moved into our new house in New Orleans, Louisiana. My parents love going out and parting at this one bar that has kareokie on Thursdays. Well I end up babysitting my little sister Tabitha {which she's only three.}Anyway one night I was watching t.v., and Tabitha was already asleep so I was about to fall asleep when I heard Tabitha laughing. At first I really didn't think much about it. So I walked up the stairs and into Tabitha's room, but Tabitha was sound asleep. This is when I started freaking out. so I went back down stairs thinking mabey I just heard Tabitha laughing in my imagination. I sat back down on the couch and watched t.v. Once again I thought I heard Tabitha laughing, but it wasn't comming from upstairs it was comming from the kitchen. So I held my breath and slowly walked to the kitchen door. Before I could open the door I heard a crash, like glass, and someone that sounded like tabitha scream and hit the ground really hard. In total fear I pushed the door open, and turned the light on, but nothing was there. At first I thought mabey I was going crazy, but suddenly a small really little light came up from the ground and floated out the window. I ran and shut the window. Suddenly Tabitha started crying.
