I would like to start by saying that this story is not my own, it is actually my mom's, but it is true because she was there and it happened to her. When my mom was younger, she lived with her father, her step-mom, step-sister, and step-brother. Her step-mom had a cat, an orange cat which she loved oodles and caboodles. My mom's job was to keep up with the cat and make sure he was well. Well, when my aunt, uncle, and mom got home she couldn't find the cat. They started FREAKING OUT!
They looked EVERYWHERE, but could NOT find the cat! Then someone knocked on the door of the house. My family was afraid that it might be their mother and they knew she would be unhappy to come home and find the cat missing. So they prepared to tell her the bad news and went to open the door. My uncle was the one to open it but they were all standing there so they could all tell her what happened. When he opened the door, it wasn't their mother it was the cat. But the cat was not on the ground where cats usually are when they come to the door. The cat was floating. IN THE AIR! As if held by a hand by the scruff of the neck. All of a sudden the cat came floating in and was dropped and ran off. Then the Ghost Thing walked out and even shut the door behind him/her. They were a little shaken, but not a lot, since things like that happen to my family all the time. They decided not to tell my Grandmother about it since the cat was home safe and it didn't really need an explanation.
I hope you liked this story, it is my first submitted one since I'm new to this site it is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT TRUE. And like I said, things like that happen to my family all the time. So there will be more!