Around 13 years ago when my mom had remarried after my parents divorce, she sold the house that we lived in on Columbia Ave(where I first saw the UFO in my last post)…Mom and Stepdad bought a house on the other side of town. When they first lived here, mom would call occasionally to see if I was in the area because she was home alone and heard someone walking around. She has also seen it moving down the hall and turning into one of the bedroom. My sister and mom have both seen it walking upstairs from the family room on the lower level and turning the corner and vanishing. I have also seen it, just a glance of a shadow walking behind me. I hear it’s footsteps when I am downstairs alone. (long story, kids mom decided I didnt need to live with her and my son anymore and packed my stuff and when I got home, she gave me an hour to move out. So my mom and stepdad were nice enough to offer me a place to crash until I find a decent apartment for me and the boy.) I am just here to watch the dog because they go on vacations a lot and I am cheaper then a doggy boarding place. These are just quick anecdotes of how we know there is a ghost/spirit/poltergeist present in the house. The real creepy stuff happens at night only. At the end of January, they took a trip to Jamaica and left me to watch the dog, Milo, while they were away. Everything was going fine the second night they were gone…then Milo started that low aggressive growl you don’t ever want your dog make. He was staring up the stairs from the family room…ears back, tail tucked…then he lets out the loudest bark I ever heard this mutt bark…right after that I hear footsteps running up the 5 stairs and turn down the hallway. I have a 12 gauge for home defense that I only remove from the safe upstairs when I am the only one here…I grab it and run upstairs because I am damn sure there is an intruder upstairs….noone. Windows are locked, Doors locked…no way someone got in or out. I calmly return to the downstairs family room and continue playing Xbox. Later after I fell asleep on the couch watching TV, I woke up to someone shaking me. I feel the hands and open my eyes in a panic, but noones there again and I can’t feel the hands anymore either. I stay up the rest of that night and hardly sleep the rest of the time I was here alone. The few nights I got more than 3-4 hours of sleep, I was woken up by someone tapping me on the shoulder each night. It was really confusing and did scare me. I continue to get poked in the middle of the night and have just grown to ignore it. I want to get a ouija board but have been told “Fuck No.” repeatedly by mom and stepdad. They do not want to open that door in the house. In addition to my experiences at night, my mom has said that she has been woken up to someone pulling her hair and tapping her on the shoulder. This is all I recall right now, but will talk to my family to see what else the ghost has been up to.