Sarah ):

In my holiday I was in Italy with my best friend Pernille and my father.
We should be on a hotel call'ed Valbella. Pernille, my sister and I should sleep together,
and in our room was there a big closet ): some wiould say it's every girl's dream to have a big closet, but not that closet. The first night we were sleeping there had Pernille and I a scary dream. We were dreaming about a girl call'ed Sarah. The next day were we dreaming about her again and we could describe her. She was a girl about 10-12 years old, had long brown hair, bangs and small eyes. Sometimes we saw her infront of us.
Over our bed hang a chandelier, with some plastic bricks. Every night some of them were moving, but not the last three days. There were also a night where it sounded like someone were playing with fingers in the closet. We never opened the closet.