The day I've been dreading has finally arrived. My 3 year old daughter has told us that she see's a "ghost" in her room at night. And it scares the living crap out of her. Every night, she ends up in our bed. Its been this way for about 2 years now, and we've tried so many things to stop it, but nothing has worked. So she falls asleep in her bed and at some point in the night, she will get hysterical and want to come in our bed. When I say hysterical, I am talking like total freak out mode. To the point that I sometimes think that something is actually wrong or hurting her. Her doctor says its night terrors, and it is what it is. So anyhow, she's getting better at speaking, and has been slowly telling us that her room is scary for one reason or another. But none of the reasons ever made sense, so we just brushed them off. Until recently.. For about 2 months, she's been coming into our bed at 11:55pm on the dot every night. Some nights shes calmer than others, but still hysterical for the most part. Once in our bed, she's pretty much ok and sleeps the rest of the night without waking. Last night again she was in total freak out mode, cowering in the corner of her bed like she was hiding from something. This morning, she wouldn't even step foot in her bedroom to change clothes, and told my wife that she was sleeping last night, but woke up because someone was staring at her, and that they wouldn't leave her alone. As you might imagine, wifey is somewhat disturbed by this. The house newer (2001) is secure. Two dogs, widows and doors secure, and high enough that one would need a ladder to climb in them. Also we have the window shades recessed into the window frames, so they'd need raised to get through them. Now I grew up in a house built in the early 1800's, and that place creeped me out for my entire childhood. I may or may not have seen and heard things, but I was mostly able to rationalize them. My parents will tell you that the house was haunted, but they've never told me or my sister why they think so. So these type of things aren't foreign to me, but dealing with it as a parent is. Personally, I'm not sure what to make of it.