This is my first story. This experience happened to me when I was a kid about 5-6 years old. My step-dad was away for the weekend, visiting some of his friends, so it was just me and my mother in the house. As a kid I would sleep in the same bed as my mother when my step-dad was away, I suppose I just felt more secure that way considering my step-dad was away.
So this one morning I woke up to the smell of my mother cooking breakfast downstairs so I got out of bed and put on my dressing gown and opened the door as usual. I stood outside my mothers bedroom for a few seconds wiping my eyes and just as I pulled my hands away from my eyes I saw a young boy, in our spare room just across from my mothers bedroom, that looked just like me (in fact it was me). I couldn't believe what I was seeing so I stood there for a few seconds longer not believing my eyes and he turned his head and shouted "HEY YOU". Anyway as soon as he said that I ran as fast as I could down stairs and told my mother.
My mother didn't believe me at the time and just dismissed it as an over-active imagination but I know what I saw that morning and I can still remember it, like it happened yesterday.
I'm still living in the same house with my parents to this day and I've never seen it since. My mother who didn't believe me now does because she has had the door slammed shut in her face about two years ago. Nothing big ever happens, just the usual sort of stuff like things going missing and lights being switched on by themselves when no-one is home in the day.
Well thanks for reading my story