Ok, here's my story. One night when I was around 10 or 11 years old, I was asleep. It was late at night (1:00AM). For some reason I awoke, and I know that I was awake. I had a pet frog, and his frog cage sat on the halfwall right near my bed. I know I was awake, because I was looking at my frog (there was a light in his cage to keep him warm, so I could see around my room as well). Anyways, the door to my room is on the other side of my room. I always kept my door open because of earthquakes, it sucks to get up out of bed at night, run across my room right into my closed door. So anyways, I'm laying there, it's about 1:00am (I remember looking at my clock radio), and I'm looking at my frog. I turn my head as I go to lay back down, and I see two figure's standing near my door. I'm thinking, this is weird, what the heck is that??? Well, it's not my parents, because they wouldn't just stand there staring at me across the room. Besides, I talked to them about this the next day. (this story still comes up to this day, it's something I'll never forget). Here comes the scary part -- I get chills just thinking about it... I'm laying there, and kind of frightened, and one figure starts walking towards me. The other one faded away. I am really scared at this point, but for some reason I don't scream or anything. I'm frozen. This person walks towards me. She is RIGHT near me now, she put her hand on my head (yes, I felt it too), she looks at my face, and 1 second later, she walks through my frog and right through the wall. The other side of the wall is our front yard (outside). I don't tell many people this story, but since you asked, I thought I'd share.Like I said, I know for a fact this wasn't a dream. I kept pinching myself after this happened to make sure I was awake. I remember every detail like it was last night. I remember looking at my frog, I remember looking at my clock radio to see what time it was. For some reason, I didn't get up or scream, I was WAY too scared and frightened. My heart was pounding really hard. After she walked through my wall, I layed there, and drifted off to sleep, somehow or another. My best guess is that this person was past family. I don't believe in ghosts, but I do believe in spirits.