Hey, I'm a New Orleans local. I suppose I'll get straight to the point — recently, I went wandering in the cemetery for a few hours, while it was raining. It was nice, and I kind of narrated and chattered to myself while I went. I also called my Fiancé and told him about cool things I found. Well, after we hung up, I saw sort of a shadow of a small figure around a corner. I went to look, and there she was — the ghost of a little girl. Based on where she was, I figured out that her name was Mary, and she'd died when she was 4 years old. We talked a bit, though she had limited speaking ability, and I told her all about the world and how it is nowadays. She seemed fascinated. Eventually, I heard another voice, and she told me her mom was calling her, so she had to go. Then she went back to her tomb and seeped through the front to get back in. All in all it was a pleasant experience, would definitely go again.