PLEASE READ - Generation after death

i was about 13 and i stayed home from school. My mom and dad were at work and so were my 2 brothers. My dad's house is old - about 100 years and very small. The first floor is a kitchen, pantry and bathroom and the second floor is 2 bedrooms. The attic was made into a 3rd floor bedroom for my brothers. This day, no one was home. My bedroom had 2 doors - one to the attic and one to downstairs. I was in bed reading with my dog and he started to growl at the attic door. A few minutes later, a woman with a high-necked dress on 'floated' through the door. She had her hair in a bun and was only about 5 foot tall, but looked like she had to get to the other door downstairs. I froze. At the threshold to the door downstairs, she stopped and looked at me; my dog continued to growl. Then she dissappeared. I went out of the house and wouldn't come in till someone came home. I told my mother a few months later, while we were cleaning out the attic. She pulled out a ph! oto album of her childhood. I pointed the picture right away - the same woman who walked through my room. Come to find out, it was my great aunt - she had died in my bedroom because she lived in the attic