I grew up in an orphanage having lost both my parents in a car accident when I was 6 years old. This paranormal encounter occurred in my third year of stay at this orphanage. I must describe, the orphanage was pretty dilapidated and had only four dormitories. One for girls (infant to 8 years old), for girls (8 to 18 years old and where I belonged) one for boys and so on and so forth...
This happened right at midnight when me and two of my friends went out of our dormitory to head to the kitchen (which was downstairs located near the library) to grab a glass of water. It was a very chilly night I must recall and the three of us wore nighties. After we'd gotten a drink, we hurried upstairs trying to avoid being caught by the caretaker.
Just as we were about to enter our dormitory, me and Hannah (I can't really remember if that was her name) noticed that Elizabeth (?) was not with us. Out of nowhere, we saw her enter the boys' dormitory in top speed (it was like seeing a curtain on a very fast horse) Out of curiosity, we peered into the boys' dormitory and found Elizabeth jumping on an empty bed (as if it were a trampoline) while the boys were sound asleep. We called her but received no answer. Then in just a snap, she faded into nothing. At that, me and Hannah were scared out of our wits and ran to our dormitory. Once there, we covered ourselves with our sheets shivering in fear. I can remember I think Hannah was actually crying and praying The Lord's Prayer at the same time.
That morning, when we were off to prepare for our classes, we saw Elizabeth who was well and smiling. She even greeted us and sat with us in class. Me and Hannah just figured it was all a dream- but we were 9 back then. Now, I'm 30 years old and I know surely it wasn't just a dream. I think it's what paranormal experts call 'an encounter with a doppelganger'. And let me tell you, it was pretty horrifying.
Other experiences I had in my 10 year-stay at the orphanage was the spontaneous on-and-off activity of the lights (in the classrooms, dormitories, library, dining hall, etc.), grown-ups talking as if they were having some conference in the flower garden outside at the back of the orphanage in the middle of the night and the beautiful choral singing of psalms (which I believe came from the dining hall) that occurred in different times of the day. I strongly believe that the orphanage was haunted but what gets me wondering up to now is that why the people in-charge never did anything about it when some children (especially the adolescents) started complaining. Well, that's my story and I hope you liked it.