At the end of 2008 my grandparents came from New South Wales to visit us in Brisbane and stay at our 1920s Queenslander (this is what everyone calls an old house in Queensland) for two nights. After a busy day every one, growing tired went to bed. After saying goodnight to my grandparents I went into my room, turned off the light and went to go to sleep. As I pulled the covers over my head, I heard a silver tea set displayed on my great grandmothers antique kitchen dresser shake. Dismissing this as movement from myself walking across the room before I got into bed, I ignored it.
I was astonished when the tea set continued to shake and when other objects in my room sounded like they moving. My attention was taken away from this however when I could see what looked like a shadow of someone walking past my door which I saw through the margins of the door, as the hallway light would shine through. The shadow however was moving much faster than someone would walk in a house. I was intrigued when the shadow did not reach the floor as it continued to move back and forth across the door. But still at this point I was not scared until I thought to myself "what is that, a ghost?" As I heard myself say those words, I realized what I was seeing. I then crawled out of bed to try and poke at this moving shadow.
As I moved towards the door it looked like it was on the same side of the door as I was. I moved up to the door when the shadow dissipated like smoke. Immediately struck with fear I left the room to tell my parents what I had just seen. Before I could say anything my mum said "you look like you've seen a ghost". Making what I then spilled out more difficult to say. The next day my grandfather woke up with the whim to see his maternal uncle. This became interesting upon reflection when his mother had died just a fortnight before he came to visit us and he later visited his uncle, who was also his mother's brother the next day. Also interesting was the items in my room that were shaking were in fact objects that previously belonged to her, including old wooden boxes (I believe two wooden boxes were actually opening and shutting by themselves).
As you may remember from the beginning of this story the noise started on her kitchen dresser. I decided to post my story when I read a story similar to mine on this website in which a shadow with the same description as the one I saw with no defined shape. But roughly the same size as an average person also had a red eye which interests me as I remember being at my other great grandmothers 150 year old house in south west NSW. I remember in the middle of the night what looked like a red eye was looking at me from outside the house, about one foot from the window. As I was a 6 year old, I slept in the same room as my great grandmother on that night, I felt safe enough with her to not to tell anyone. (She was oblivious to the whole thing as she was asleep) But as I type this up I feel chills up my spine in the way it watched me for an extended period of time of what seemed like at least a half an hour. And perhaps this red eye was one in the same as the shadow that noisily held my attention in my own bedroom. I would be interested if someone else has had a similar experience. Thank you.