This is my second story about my scary paranormal encounters, and I want to know what happened.
This story just happened this morning. I've been staying with my grandma because I was sick. My grandma was at work picking stuff up while I was at her two story house. It is a freaky house when your alone and all happy feeling when you are with someone.
I was in the living room watching TV when I needed to use the restroom so I went to the bathroom when I heard a noise like a rubber band popping I thought nothing about it because it was an old house. I went back to the living room and saw the TV was off (there is no timer) I turned it back on when I saw a tall entity run by the door (my grandma is short so I knew it was not my grandma). I was freaking out so I went around the house to see if anybody was there and there wasn't anybody. So I went back to the TV when I saw out of the corner of my eye a boy taller than me sit down beside me I was scared to death and screamed and the boy disappeared.
Once my grandma came back she asked me how was my day? I literally cried and did that little hiccup sob and told her I want to go home. She asked why and I told her that her house was haunted by a boy. She laughed and said that its my imagination or my fever but I didn't believe her because it was so real and my imagination is way more creative than that and I told her a math problem (I did it with only my mind and got it right). I'm amazing in math and so she believed me. But we don't know what it is.
Does anybody know what just happened this morning?