About a year ago my parents went on a road trip to St. Louis to go see my dad's side of the family and left me to watch the house. They were gone for about a week or two. One night around 2 o' clock in the morning me and my girlfriend were watching movies and all of a sudden my dogs started barking. The barking went on for about I want to say 5 minutes and finally I hear this grown man's voice say "Shhhhhhhh be quiet!" The tone of the man's voice was very angry and furious. I promise was not drinking anything and I never have been on any drugs in my life.
So after that I went upstairs and all three of my dogs were standing at the top of the stairs looking up at the ceiling and while I was walkig up the stairs I was hearing loud thuds in the attic as if someone was running or jumping in there. Eventually after 10 minutes of noises coming from the attic I had called the police and they ended up checking the house and sure enough there was no one in the house and there was no one in the attic.
Now just a few days ago my parents ended up taking another road trip to St. Louis and left me in charge of the house again but this night is a lot more intense. It was around 9 o' clock so it was fairly early and me and my girlfriend had just got back from the movies and we were watching TV in the SAME exact spot as the last incident and all of the sudden we hear the front door slam and we hear very loud footsteps going up the stairs. And my girlfriend says " Aren't you going to see who just came in?" I had told her it was probably just my brother he needed to laundry. Then she says "Don't you think he would have at least said hello?"
So then after that my dogs start barking again and as I went up the stairs my dogs were in the SAME exact spot at the top of the stairs staring at the ceiling. Later that night when I was trying to get some sleep I saw all three of my dogs in the hallway (I had my door open) just looking up at the ceiling. I had heard the footsteps in my attic again and at this point I was terrified so I grabbed my shotgun and went in to the laundry room (the attic door is in there) and I told whoever was up there if you don't get down from the attic that I was going to shoot you. When I looked up at the door to the attic on the ceiling part of it was opened as if someone climbed in there and forgotten to put it down all the way. I ended up going in the attic and sure enough nothing was there so I just went back to bed.
How come the man only came out when my family was in St. Louis? What do you think? I think that since I was living in Sacramento,CA, before there were any houses it was all wetlands and there were a lot of hunters during that time and my dogs barking maybe would scare the "Animals" away? But why did the man only show up when my parents were in St.Louis? HELP?