This happened about 2 years ago when I was home alone one night. For some odd reason the ghosts I see seem to be more active when I'm alone.
I was just sitting on the couch watching TV when it started to happen. I had left the room momentarily to fetch my mobile from my bedroom. That's when I started to hear a deep chuckle coming from behind me. I assumed that it was coming from the TV and walked back. But I started to feel like I was being watched.
I heard the same chuckle again when I sat back down, which I found really weird because the show was on an ad break. I switched it off to see if it would happen again, and it did.
Now I knew there was a presence in the room, I was usually ok with it because it happened many times before. But something about this one didn't feel right.
The chuckle happened again and as I turned around I caught a glimpse of the ghost. I couldn't believe it, I was expecting to see a grown man, but what I was seeing was just a young boy no older than around 8 years of age. Yet it seemed to have such a deep manly voice. He looked starved and very thin and I couldn't see any eyes. Just black pits where his eyes should be. He ran past me briefly still laughing. Whether he was laughing at me I wasn't sure. He did it again in the opposite direction and then stood before me for a little while still chuckling. What he seemed to be doing was circling me.
At this point I was beginning to freak out; I closed my eyes and repeated "go away, go away, go away" over and over. But when I opened them again, he was still with me.
He appeared in front of me again less then a meter away for a split second before disappearing again. Still hearing the deep laughter I got too frightened and left the house and ran to my next door neighbors.
After that night I did see him again for a while, but I can safely say that he is gone now. Though I never truly knew whether he was good or bad.