So, this happened about two weeks ago, while I was at home watching my younger brother. To give you some background, we live in a two floor house (basement and main floor). My room is in the basement, with a bathroom right across from me and an office in between. A hallway leads to another family room down here for our PS3 and Wii, the Xbox in the office. The basement is finished and leads to the garage.
I was sitting upstairs when this happened, making lunch and talking on the phone with my boyfriend. After putting the food in the oven I sat down on the couch and had our usual debate about which gaming system is better. After staying silent for a bit both of us (myself and my boyfriend, who was on the phone with me) heard a rather loud crash downstairs. I called to my brother to ask what it was, he said that a shelf had slid off a nail and hit the desk in the office. I didn't think anything of it, faulty equipment, right?
Well, after we had finished our food, my brother went downstairs and I called my boyfriend back. Before too long, I heard a voice coming from the basement. Thinking it was a video game, I went downstairs to tell him to turn it down. It continued until I reached the hallway, then the voice died down. Walking into the family room I saw my brother had his headphones plugged into the T.V while he played a game. Tapping him on the shoulder, I asked him if he had just put them on. He said he'd had them on the whole time.
Skip forward to about ten at night central time. I was sitting in the living room and from downstairs I hear my brother calling "Wer ist das?" Which, translated to English, is "Who is that?" from German. He was also running into the office and into my bedroom, but after a few minutes went back to playing his game. I called my boyfriend and asked if he had taught him that since we all go to a charter school, and he is enrolled in a German language class. He said no, told me goodnight and I went down to bed, thinking my brother had just been repeating a game.
Skip forward to about four in the morning. My father had just left for work and the house was quiet. I was in that weird state of between conscious and asleep, and heard a man say something. Instantly I snapped awake. I thought it was part of a dream that I was beginning to have until I heard footsteps in the hall outside my door. Grabbing my little army knife I was given by a cousin, I tiptoed to the door and opened it, just enough to see a pair of old military looking boots disappear into the office, with a red circle, white in the middle on the upper flap. Walking into the office, I saw a bit of a shadow against the wall next to the window (we do have a nightlight in there, but I couldn't even distinguish the boots I had seen on this shadow, even with the light). Shaking my head I wondered if I was just tired and went back to bed.
Before my mom left for work four hours later, she asked if I had been playing the Xbox and had slept in my clothes, because she heard heavy footsteps and a man say something, but since she was in her room upstairs, it was muffled. I said no and called my dad to ask if he hadn't left when I thought he did. He said as soon as he opened my door to check on me he had left through the garage.
Now, I don't feel threatened by this man, and this wasn't the first time I had seen or heard him, but this was the first time other people in my family have. I would, however, like to know what other people think. I am not insane; this man is not the first ghost I've seen. I'm not really a sceptic, but I haven't seen a spirit since I moved here from my home town (her story will come later), which happened when I was about 8. I just want to know if I should leave him be, or see if I can have him go away.