I was at my Grandma's house and we were talking about scary movies and she said that they had a ghost in her house I was spooked but I kept listening and she said that there was a little girl who lived in this house and she said that she was hit by a car and died. She then told me, my uncle, one day said a girl was in his closet. And she went up there and saw nothing but after further investigation, the name Karen was etched on the door with elementary-style writing. To this day my grandma was startled by this.
