It was a beautiful summer day until this happened. Sitting at home playing video games and watching t.v. nobody was home but me. What I experienced was very real. In the hour of 4, nobody had still come home. I was expecting my sister to be home any minute. That's when it happened. Footsteps in my parents room. My parents room is above the living room where I was playing games and watching t.v. I didn't notice the footsteps until I had turned the t.v. down. They were scary.
First they walked towards the door. Then back towards the window. So I went up to see if my parents were home. "Impossible!" I thought because no cars were home. When I got to the top of the stairs and checked the door it was locked. I knocked on the door and there was no answer. I kept hearing those footsteps downstairs. But at night they were up in the attic. There was actually one time I went up there and the footsteps were gone. But all the nails that were hanging out of the ceiling were now bent.
Another true story was when we were living in my uncle's house. My parents were gone and it was me my sister and her friend. We were sitting down watching a movie and my sister's friend had gotten up to get something to drink, we paused the movie and that's when we heard them. People downstairs in the basement shooting around on the pool table, when me and my sister got up to check nobody was down there. We never heard those sounds again but we were wary of them.