So there are a few things that happened, all in the couple of years I was living in Virginia. We were living on base- my dad was in the military at the time. I loved it there, it was a big, two story house with three bedrooms and a downstairs that was huge. It was all well and good before some different things started to happen...
The first thing that happened was around Christmas time. My two older sisters, my parents and I were all outside hanging up Christmas lights and having a pretty fun time, and it was night time and relatively dark. My dad and I were chatting, I don't remember what exactly about, but mid sentence he stopped and said, "Look up there." and pointed towards the upstairs window that faced where we were at the time. I looked just in time to see a shadow move out from under the blinds like it knew it had been caught looking and I saw the blinds smack into the window and settle back into place. My first assumption was that this was my brothers playing around in my parent's room. They were not supposed to be in there and I walked into the house, ready to reprimand my little brothers. But when I looked into the living room, all three of them were fast asleep with a movie playing. My animals were down there as well, and when I went upstairs to see if someone had been in there, the door was closed so it's not as if the animals could have gotten in there. That seemed very odd to me. My parents immediately said it was a ghost and that's what they believed, but I was not so convinced.
The second event freaked me out more so than the previous one. It was nighttime again, and I got ready for a shower and hopped in as I did every night. About half way through my shower, the curtains suddenly were yanked open. My first reaction was that it was one of my brothers trying to pull a prank on me and such, so I started yelling, "Don't do that it's not funny!" And pulled the curtain back shut. But when I looked, no one was in the bathroom and I knew I didn't hear a door shut. I then reached out and jiggled the door knob, and it was locked.
The very last incident that happened baffled me. I shared a room with my two sisters, and my brothers shared the other room. Every day when I walked upstairs to sleep I found a toy on my bed. I thought my brothers were doing it and told them to stop and started to lock my door every time I left it. My sisters were always with me and my brothers could not have gotten in the room, but still, every night I would find a toy on my bed and I would tuck it underneath my bed and go to sleep. How could a toy have gotten on my bed from my brothers room when the door was locked? My sisters were with me all day, so they didn't do it. And my brothers were very young and didn't have a key to my room.
Is it possible that there was a ghost of a child in my house? With the pulling the shower curtain open, running away from the window when caught peeking, and a mysterious toy on my bed every day, that's the way it seems. What are your thoughts? Could a little boy or girl not yet at rest have been in my house?