Our house growing up was not necessarily haunted but my family members were always having strange experiences from time to time that lead us to wonder if we were a little more perceptive than the average joe as far as the supernatural. We were the only family who lived in the house we grew up in so there were no residual entities that I knew about. Leading me to believe that we are just prone to experience things outside of the normal.
When my youngest brother was about 7 years old he had walked into the kitchen to get a yogurt snack. I remember the yogurt snacks because they were those pricey yogurts in a plastic package that you could squeeze out and eat without a spoon. My younger brother was gone a few minutes and we thought nothing of this because he probably got side tracked. Suddenly he was running back in utter terror into the back bedroom where my other brother and myself were sitting and screamed that the cabinet doors had been slamming open and shut while he was in the kitchen.
My brother and myself had heard something slam repeatedly while my younger brother was out of the room but being that he was about 7 years old we just assumed he dropped something or couldn't find was he was looking for.
My brother and me were not afraid of much except our parents arguing (they divorced shortly thereafter) and decided to check out the kitchen. Of course we took our baseball bats and guard dog Bogie because you have to go armed into dangerous situation. Looking back on this I guess the extra emotional atmosphere probably added strength to whatever it was that wanted our attention. This was in the middle of the day and it was bright outside (not scary) so we went back into the kitchen and could find nothing out of place.
My little brother swears he saw those cabinets open and close but with no evidence we couldn't prove anything other than of course that he was a dork.