Well both my stories are ghost stories but not scarey
I was nine and asleep. I've always been a very light sleeper. I used to always sleep on my tummy. The hall light was on so it was fairly well lit in the bedroom I shared with my sister. My parents were still up so it must have been fairly early. I woke up when I felt a cold hand on the small my back and I assumed it was my mom. I looked at the foot of the bed and saw a woman in white and she had wings like an angel. I then surmised it was my guardian angel. I asked her name and she told me Minna. I went back to sleep.
The next day I told my mom that my guardian angel's name was Minna. She looked shocked. Such an unusual name. I'd never heard it before.
Turns out her mom, who died when she was three had a nickname....Minna. I'd never been told that..just that her name was Monica like my mom.
I'll save the other one for tomorrow.