Ever since I was young, I've seen ghosts. My parents never believed me, and neither did my friends. I let it go, and my mom thought I had many imaginary friends as a child, but I know better. Other kids could see them too, though they lost the ability as we got older. I stopped talking to them as long as there were other people around, instead waiting until I was alone, or in the last few years, pretending to be on my cell phone.
I work at a daycare centre at a university during the afternoons, and I noticed the kids all looking at some of the students I saw, but the two teachers didn't seem to notice them. These kids are really young. The youngest is 16 months, and the oldest is just over two years old. One day I saw them while I was on my way to the day care. They were talking about an event that happened a long time ago. I can't remember what it was off hand.
That's when I knew they were ghosts. I tried to talk to them but I couldn't seem to get through to them. In the past, the ghosts would talk to me and tell me things. Simple things, like who was okay and who wasn't, or in the case of my grandmother, they would tell me they loved me and my family, and, surprisingly where she had hidden some money that was meant for my mom and her siblings to share.
I have yet to talk to the kids about the ghosts, and I'm not sure if I should. The teachers seem to assume they're playing pretend, but I know they aren't. Any suggestions?
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