I was at home alone one afternoon with my infant son. My son was about 10 months old at the time. He had fallen asleep in his bouncer downstairs in the living room as he often does. I was upstairs dusting and sweeping the bedrooms. I always keep the doors double locked when I am home alone, even during the day. We live in a small town, but, we live on the main drag of town and occasionally have runs of break-ins in our county. A friend of mine had called while I was cleaning, so, I was talking to her as I worked upstairs.
I heard some noises coming from the kitchen. I was immediately concerned and alerted my friend who I was talking with. She told me to quietly walk down while I had her on the phone and check things out. I was freaked out because my baby was down there alone! I went downstairs and no one was there, all the doors were still locked and my baby was still sound asleep. The noises sounded like dishes clanging and my trash can (which is a heavy metal step can) opening and closing. I thought I was just crazy and went back upstairs and continued cleaning. Once again, I heard the mysterious noises and once again went down and checked on my baby who was still sound asleep. No one was around and no sign of anything being disturbed. So, I went back upstairs.
I wasn't up there long when I heard my baby screaming at the top of his lungs. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and in the living room where he was. He was standing up straight in his bouncer, stiffened up, and turned toward the door behind him just freaking out. That is when I noted the door to be unlocked and wide open! I was still on the phone with my friend and could barely even tell her what had just happened! I was totally freaked out!
This is just one of the many experiences I've had in my home. I plan to share more at a later time. My home is at least one hundred years old. We live in a very historic town with lots of old homes.