I lived with my father, sisters and brother for the time being. The household only had 5 people. Mother was not there for the time being. Anyway, this house was a 2 bedroom but the 3rd bedroom used to be a garage but was converted. *Our front room was arranged: West wall was a love seat, north wall was a large couch. Between those was a coffee table in the corner.
When my dad was at work, me and my sisters were in the front room where the swamp cooler was so that was the place to be on a very hot day. My brother was sleeping in my dad's room, my oldest sister was laying on the large couch. She wasn't sleeping just laying there with a blanket. My second eldest sister was messing with her and kind of sitting on the edge of the large couch on my other sister's feet.
I was just watching them mess around. I got tired of standing, and as a child we all know not to sit on the arms of the couches. But that's what I wanted to do. I got up on the arm of the loveseat and sat there. It wasn't a long time at all. My sisters both turned their backs to me for a moment.
At that time I felt hands go on my shoulders and push me back into the corner of the coffee table that was between the couches. My back went on the corner of the table and scratched it all the way down. My sister picked me up so fast to see if I was okay. She asked what was wrong I said, "He pushed me" and my sisters looked at each other, scared and worried. They checked my back, it left a dark mark for a few days.
After that I didn't ever want to be alone in that house. This "ghost" was not friendly by any means. Till this day I feel him around me and my family.