This is my first story on this site. I am a new member here. Now, I will tell you my story.
I remember hearing it and I have heard it going on since August 2009. I would hear this voice go "aaaaahhhhhh" and it sounded like a mans voice whispering. I only heard it whenever it was quiet for a while, and I don't hear it when the TV has sound and is on. My parents never heard the noise, but me. I got chills whenever hearing the voice and I would sometimes nicely tell it to be quiet. I got nothing back from it, just silence. I never saw objects moved or in different places, neither did I hear footsteps and banging, just that voice and that was all it said. I would sometimes hear the voice be a little loud and sometimes a little quiet, but here was probably my scariest experience.
It was December 2009. I was coming home and like most kids do, I went to my advent calendar which was in my living room. It had Kinder Eggs in it and I could only eat the chocolate egg once I got home. I was in there trying to open a window then I heard the voice. I was home by myself, but I have 3 cats. I yelled very loud "SHUT UP!" I was very angry at this thing and I was very scared that it would come after me.
So I grabbed one of my cats closest to me to make me feel protected and I ran to the laundry room and pulled on the doorknob to make sure it wouldn't come in and harm me. I was in there for maybe 2 minutes or more and I walked out slowly through the kitchen and I saw this white ghostly looking figure of what looked like a little kid or something in the living room.
I could not tell, because it then started moving very fast. It had moved from the living room into the hall, but I had ran back and did the same thing. I closed the door and then heard this weird noise of what sounded like someone slightly blowing through a flute or something. I was in there for maybe 5 minutes or more until I felt same to come out. I slowly turned the radio on, then the TV.
Then I went slowly to my room and turned the lights on, turned the radio on, then quickly locked my door and stayed in my room until my parents came home. Nowadays, I usually avoid being in the living room ever since that happened. I only go in there when the TV is on.
To this day, I don't know if that was my imagination or what. Can someone help me and tell me what this was?