First I will say my Great Grandmother has lived in the same house for over 50 years, and this took place in this house just over a week ago.
My mother and dad came down from Missouri for an important eye appointment and decided to stay at my great grandmother's home while she was away. I decided it was absolutely wonderful and spent the entire week with both of them over there.
Around 8:30 one evening, I decided I needed to get some fresh air, and take a smoke break. I wouldn't feel right smoking in her home, since she has never been a smoker.
I stepped out on the front porch, without the light on, because I don't like the idea of someone or anyone being able to see me, and I can't see them. I'm scanning the yard and the street, and over to the left of the yard, between a pecan tree and my parents car, I see a shadow of a little girl standing there.
The girl's shadow looked like she had a wide brimmed, straw hat and a poofy dress on. She was approximately 3 feet high. I took a step forward to get a better look, and she stepped back. I froze for a second, I truly figured it was anything other than what I was seeing, but at that moment I was shocked! She continued to stand there, and then faded after a few moments. I had absolutely no idea what to think of this. I wasn't scared, just shocked at what I witnessed.
Later that night keeping the earlier event to myself, I was laying down in one of the spare rooms, my mother and dad in the living. The bed was too soft for their backs, and the couch was firm enough to comfort them.
We all had decided to call it a night around 9:00 pm, and were asleep for a couple of hours when I heard this beeping sound coming from the kitchen. It sounded like my mother was pressing the buttons on the microwave, I figured she was warming up her coffee. She's legally blind so it takes her a little longer. I told myself if she doesn't get it around the third try, I will get up and help her out. Third try comes around, and I head for the kitchen. She and my dad are sound asleep and the beeping is still going on.
I make it to the kitchen, and the beeping stops. I look around and can't find anything that would cause it to go off. I check inside the microwave, the oven, everything. I start to walk out of the kitchen, and the beeping starts up again. I jump and almost pee my pants because the sound seemed to vibrate the kitchen. I turn around, and I see the oven timer is going off, the microwave is beeping, at the same time. Their dogs start going crazy, hair standing on end and my dad jumps up, asking me what's going on? I said I don't know, the appliances are acting weird. After being asleep and then being scared, that's literally all I could say. After a few minutes, the microwave and oven stop making the beeping sounds, and I head back to bed.
The rest of the night was, restless. I kept hearing little light footsteps running up and down the carpeted hallway, someone opening the bathroom door, and short giggling in my grandmother's room.
That was the only night out of the entire week, anything out of the ordinary happened.