I had been going to see my friends brother for a while and when we were pretty drunk he used to joke and say his house was haunted at first he scared me and then it just wasn't funny anymore since I had seen nothing and didn't believe him boy was I wrong.
It was late one night and we were sleeping down stairs, I felt a hand tap me on my shoulder. I woke up thinking it was Tom but he was still sound asleep. Not thinking anything of it I lay back down and went back to sleep.
A couple of weeks later we were sitting watching the TV, the sound kept on turning up loud then going quiet again it wasn't going up to load so it didn't really bother us. Me and Tom were sitting on the couch and my friend Kristy was sitting in the chair next to us texting on her phone. After a while it got pretty annoying so we shouted at Kristy to behave thinking it was her. The TV turned up on full blast and we shouted at Kristy again we only stopped shouting at her when she pointed out that the remote was on top of the fire on the opposite side of the room.
The next day after we all went out me and Tom went back to his, this time we never had a drop of alcohol so it made this experience all the more scary. As soon as I came in I sat straight down while Tom turned on the TV, the TV came on but the screen was grey and we could hear voices as if it was working but with no picture. Thinking it was just the channel Tom tried to turn it over with the remote but nothing happened, thinking nothing of it he went to turn it off by the switch then turn it back on the only problem was the switch was off the was no electricity getting to the TV yet we could still hear voices. I didn't stay to see what happened next I just ran from the house.
I didn't go back until a couple of weeks later and when I did Tom had company including his 3 year old niece she was playing at the bottom of the stairs which was in the sitting room. The room was filled with us all talking and Tom's niece playing with a toy Hannah Montana guitar which played songs when it suddenly stopped we all looked at Tom's niece and she was staring up the stairs. When we asked her what she was looking at she didn't reply after about 2 minutes of trying to get her attention she looked at Tom and said 'Layton wants you to know he's happy'. Layton was Tom's son he died when he was 5 after being ran over. 2 years ago.