Hrm since everyone is being weird as can be.
I remember when I was around eight years old before I got totally ruined by reality (Thank you pedobear) I had an imaginary friend named Nancy. She was old styled and had a white dress with long blonde hair, her dress was pure white and fluffy. Now keep in mind this is at my old house from now on. Me and Nancy always played together and we just had fun, then one day me and Nancy had a sleepover and she told me some scary things. After about two days Nancy didn't come back. I moved away from this house over six years ago and about four months ao I have been having dreams about her. Me and her talk in my dreams like a regular teen and an eleven year old. She told me that the house I was in was no good and I should tell meh mommy. I refused to and about three days later my dog got killed, she died of a heart attack at about eight years old. Now this freaked me out, so I talked to Nancy again after a few days guessing it was her who killed meh dog so I talked to her again and she told me i needed to leave now. So my mom ended up getting sick and losing her job along with my brother. So finally I told mother and we smudged the house, I talked to Nancy that night one last time and she told me I was safe.
I found this hella creepy because I had joined this site around the time Nancy appeared again. ._. something is wrong with you people.