Like my other story this incident happened up in Pentwater Michigan. This also happened last year (2007).
One night my G-mama (grandma) and my mom felt like a drink. So, they left me home with 3 little annoying but cute kids. Nash who is 5 (Nash can see ghosts), Nate who is 4 (he is thought to see ghosts but can't talk because he refuses), Christian who is 6-he is my little brother, and Shelby, a black lab. Like I was saying, both women left me home to watch the kids, also my grandpa was on cop duty so we were the only ones home.
Later that night it was about 10:00pm. The little kids were starting to get tired so I sent them to bed. About an hour later I fell asleep, knowing they would be all right.
About 12:13pm I woke to children running through the second living room. I thought that it was the kids, because they normally wake up around this time because they are thirsty. I thought that if they are really thirsty they would get some and go to bed. So I just shrugged it off, but once I started to fall asleep I heard those kids running through the hallway again.
I got up frustratingly and went into the room the three were staying in. All were sleeping, I even pinched my brother really hard to make sure he was sleeping he woke up sleepily and yelled at me. I know if they aren't sleeping for real because they laugh or giggle. Still convinced that it has to be them or someone, I kept my bedroom door open to watch if I'll catch anyone running. Since the bedrooms all face the living room I will be able to see the culprit that runs around.
Suddenly I heard the noise of the little feet running again. Looking out my doorway happily no one was there. I thought about it for a little longer, getting closer to being scared than excited. Suddenly I heard heavy boots in the bathroom that connects to my bedroom and the living room.
Now I knew it wasn't the kids because who ever was wearing boots like that had to be at least over 100 pounds and the kids certainly aren't that heavy yet. The toilet started to flush by itself. Getting up fast, I ran into the bathroom but no one was there. With Shelby by my side, I had a little courage to lock the bathroom to make sure no one will be able to get in unless they use my bathroom door. There was no possible way someone can flush the toilet now but as I got under the covers the flushing came again. Finally I was scared.
Shelby my "courageous" dog now left whimpering and leaving me. She ran into the living room but ran and jumped on the bed next to me. She was staring at something in the doorway. I was about to start screaming for all of this to stop but before I could even open my mouth everything stopped, the flushing of the toilet, the sound of kids running through the living room, and the heavy boots.
I later fell asleep with the TV on. I soon woke to my mom's voice. I tried finding the words to explain what happened earlier but I decided that I would tell her in the morning.
It may sound ridiculous but I had a dream later in the morning. I was being chased by an Indian that had red eyes. Whenever I looked down there were bodies of a few children and a body of an old soldier. The red eyed man wouldn't stop chasing me.
"Wake up-it's time to go to town Hannah". It was my little cousins trying to wake me up. I tell my G-mama about the dream. She said that there are a lot of Indian Burial grounds in the backyard and there were deaths on the property.
It was a freaky situation. Does the dream connect with the incidents that happened that night? The children and the soldiers have a connection between the heavy boots in the bathroom, or do the dead children deal with the running ghosts in the living room?
Can anyone give me helpful suggestions? I need some someone to tell me that the dream means something or if it was just coincidence. My dad thinks I'm crazy or thinks I'm making this story up.
Does anyone really believe me? I feel alone.