I was 10 years old, sitting on my bed listening to music when I heard someone crying in the hall. I went to check and there was nothing there. I called for my sister and brother. When they came I asked if either was crying. They both shook their heads. My sister asked, "Did you hear it too?" She stared at me and we heard crying once again but in the living room. Since I was the oldest I slowly advanced to the living room, I saw something sitting there it was just a black shadow on the floor weeping. I walked back to my room and brought my sister and brother in the room. We heard crying the rest of the night. The next morning I asked my mom if she heard anything. She shook her head and gave me a worried look.

The next night I heard footsteps... It slowly advanced to my room and I heard the doorknob shake. I was glad that I locked it. I fell asleep, only to be awoken by someone knocking on the window. I looked up and saw the shadow. It moved back and forth. I couldn't move... I was paralyzed. I haven't told my parents what happened that night. All I was able to say was... She called for me to follow.