The Continuing Ghost Story.

Today Izzy was upstairs for “quiet time”. She slept for a little while, then I heard her wake up and she was playing with her ponies. She was getting bored so she came halfway down the stairs and started to go “Neigh, Neigh, Neigh” (cuz she is “NOT Izzy, she is a PONY”….this is what she has been for 3 days and yells at Josh and I constantly, lol) . I asked her if she wanted to come downstairs to play and she said “yes! I will just go get my pony friends!!” It’s always snack and tv time after her naps so that she can wake up slowly and I can make dinner. She is such a creature of habit that even though she had been awake for a while and probably wouldn’t need it, I started a show for her and got her a snack. While I was downstairs I heard crying. I thought Hunter had woken up. I finished starting the show and went upstairs. It wasn’t Hunter it was Izzy! She was sitting cross legged on the floor, hysterically crying. I asked her what was wrong and she goes “You scared me! Why do you do that!?” I asked her what she thought I did, and she said, “You shut my door and shouted BOO from behind it and it scared me!” It scared her too much to have her look after the door shut. She was so afraid that she just cried until I went up there. She couldn’t understand why someone would be so mean. Is it an over-active imagination or a ghost? I remember when we first moved to this house she had just turned three. She pointed to the corner where our microwave sits now and goes , “Who is that?” I thought she had an imaginary friend. Now…not so sure.