I hid every ones real names with fake ones. I was 11, Sam (My brother) was 18, Dean (Also my brother) was 21.
One day I had just woke up, before getting something to eat I decided to check in on my favorite online game. My brother Sam was in his room listening to music, my other brother Dean was at work, and so were my parents. While sitting there in deep concentration on the game, I heard the front door open. I did not think much about it, and went back to my game. About 30 seconds had passed when all of a sudden, my brother Dean came walking in the bedroom and walked straight up to me and reached his arm in front of my face and grabbed some keys off of the computer desk. While still very concentrated in the game I thought to myself, "Hm, that's strange... What is he doing home so early?" Since this was around, 12:30 PM and Dean normally got home around 5:00 PM.
So about two hours later, I had got out of the game and had lunch and was sitting in Sam's room listening to music with him and joking. The music was pretty loud since we were the only ones in the house. Sam turned the music slightly down for a second to say something when all of a sudden, we heard a loud crash come from the living room. We rushed in there to see what was happening, but we did not find anything. We went back to Sam's room and turned the music off to talk about what just happened. We both heard the same thing, it sounded like someone just dumped a large cup of change out in the floor. Some time had passed and out of curiosity, I asked Sam, "What was Dean doing back so early?"
"What are you talking about?" Sam replied. I then proceeded to tell him about what happened earlier, and he acted weird and said that Dean hasn't been back since he left for work earlier today. I was a bit creep-ed out, because I knew that I saw him walk in the room and when he reached in front of me, his shirt slightly rubbed against my face.
Later that day when my parents and Dean came home from work, I asked Dean if he came back home for some reason around lunch time today, and he said that he had not been back home since he left for work today. I told everyone about what had happened but no one seemed to believe me. Later that night, I was sitting in Sam's room with him listening to music again and our mom came running in there telling us to pack up our stuff and some clothes, because we were leaving. Being a bit freaked out by what she had just said, we rushed to get everything packed. When we had left, we asked her about what had happened. "Well, me and Dean were in the kitchen feeding Lucky when all of a sudden, we saw a red and a blue orb floating around. Me and Dean saw it and Lucky started slapping at them," she said. So we left the house for the night and came back the next day. Everyone was afraid of it then and we moved shortly after. Lucky was our cat by the way.
I have plenty more of ghost stories if anyone wants to hear them... Let me know what you think.