When I was a little kid, there was this little boy who wouldn't stop following me in the mall one day, but I was a little kid so I didn't get annoyed by it or whatever, I'd turn around and make faces at him and he'd make faces back, and we'd kind of just have fun with each other in the time expanse of 20 minutes or however long he was following me. The entire time he was maybe 10-15 feet behind me. I looked at him, he was still that same distance, I glance ahead of me at my mom for maybe 5 seconds then look back, and the boy is an EXTREMELY far distance away from me standing next to a bathroom door at the far end of the store. Me and my mom walked away, but we came back later and he was still standing there, but then he went inside, and I told my mom I was going to the bathroom, and I went inside and the boy wasn't inside. And there was no other exit. I was a little kid so I didn't really think anything of it, but now when I think about it, it just seems odd. I'm not saying the boy was a ghost, I guess, because I WAS a little kid and maybe I just don't remember properly. But I doubt that's the case, I clearly remember feeling very confused. I might not have thoroughly checked the bathroom, but it was a really small bathroom...