(sorryy for my english-)

Stuff was moving by itself, things broke randomly and happy giggles you could hear at night.

Once the little girl, who lived in there with her father and brother, was woken up by a loud giggle right before her door. She was young so she was just confused by this action. not scared at all.

But when she opened the Door. Nothing was there. Even the giggle stopped. so she closed the door and went back to sleep. The next night the brother was woken up aswell. but this time because of a little voice. "I'm happy!", it said. The boy was curious so he tip toed outside. The livingroom was a little bit cold and pipes behind the walls were making funny noises.

"Hello?", the brother asked, even though it was stupid, he thought . Suddenly his father showed up behind his back. "Go back to sleep, son, you must be well rested tomorrow!" the boy wanted to make an excuse but he was interrupted by a little voice. "You cant sleep too?" a milky white pile out of cloudy looking stuff was sitting on the old sofa looking at the shocked couple of boys, with big empty but warm eyes. A little red glowish ball was pounding in its chest. The father slammed the door shut and took his little daughter. When she caught a sight through the window of the door from the living room and starts waving, we knew she had seen the ghost before. The front door was closed and the next morning the house was empty. The family had left. And the door will be shut forever.

A bit sad but understanding, the ghost stood in front of a mirror looking at its reflection.

A little hole was there, where a glowing ball was before and its big eyes shrank to narrow slits.

"Empty it is again!", it said and started waiting..., again