This took place at my house in Fort Calhoun, Nebraska, United States. It was a few days after Christmas about four years ago, and it happened to my brother instead of me. He was five at the time.
We were watching That's So Raven on the Disney channel. It was just me, my little brother, and my mom. My little sister was asleep upstairs in her room and my dad was at work. The show switched to a commercial. When it came back on, it was the funniest scene at the moment. It's boring at my house, so we take any entertainment we can get, so the show was very interesting. Out of nowhere, my little brother starts screaming his head off and shouting, "It's on my bike! It's on my bike!" My mom and I couldn't see a thing. I went over to see if he'd seen a spider, since he's terrified of them. There was nothing there. He continued to scream and cry, so my mom took him to her room to calm him down.
I don't know if he really did see something, but after that day, he started talking to someone when he was alone in his room. When questioned, he said he was talking to Wyatt from school. There is no Wyatt at his school, nor is there one at mine. The only Wyatt in town died thirty years ago. It's made me believe he is able to see ghosts.