I have several, but growing up, my dads house was haunted and still to this day freaks me out.

So I was maybe 16-17 and I had stayed at my Aunts house (dads sister) and she lives like 2 doors down from my dads. Well her grandchildren (my cousins) decided to have a sleep over at her house. The next morning I get up and its dreary outside, but its also winter and I look at my oldest cousin and tell him im going to walk to the house and change my clothes so we can go outside and do whatever (We usually played ball in the graveyard across the road lol). He says okay and I head to the house.

As I get to the driveway, I see someone standing in front of the balcony doors inside the house and then I stop walking because no one is home. My dad and step mom were both at work. So then the person disappears like they just stepped back to where I couldnt see them anymore. I remember the person was the shape of a woman who had on this long white gown and dark hair. So now my anxiety is through the roof.

I see my cousin start to head my way and I keep walking towards the house because I thought by the time I get the door unlocked, he'll be here and it will all be good. Sike.

We had a golden retriever outside and when I opened the door, I called for her to come inside with me, but once she got to the door, she tucked her tail between her legs and wouldnt go any further. So that freaked me out. I grabbed her by her collar to try and gently tug her and telling her to come in the house that its cold. She fought me and eventually ran down the stairs.

My cousin is at the end of the driveway and yells for me to hurry up and im tempted to just say ♥♥♥♥ it and stay in my pajamas, but I leave the door open and run to my room thinking if the door is open, im good. So I run through the kitchen, into the dining room, living room and then the hallway to my room on the far right. I could have just went through the kitchen and den then to my room, but the den always creeps me out.

So I get to my room and strip off my pajamas as fast as I can and put on some jeans and grab a long sleeve shirt. As im putting the shirt on, I hear running down the hallways with loud footsteps coming towards me and I go to scream but nothing will come out. So I go running out of my room and back the way I came and have my shirt halfway on by the time i run outside. My cousin is now under the carport and asks me "whats wrong?" I tell him something is in my house and hes like "What do you mean?"

So I finish getting my shirt on and go to turn around to close the door and freeze. He asks whats wrong. I point to the kitchen window (which is beside the door) and through the kitchen window you see not only the kitchen, but the den too. The den light was on. I look back at him and tell him that I didnt turn it on because I never go through there. So he starts getting freaked out and he stands beside me on the step.

The running came again towards us and he clears the steps. So im standing there feeling like im frozen and not being able to move. I remember him telling me to come on and I tell him that I HAVE to turn off that light because my step mom will literally cuss me out (she was abusive). So I run inside and have him watch me and as I go to hit the light switch, I see a dark figure on the wall in front of me and then it disappears.

I run out the house and slam the door. I tried to tell my step mom, but she thought I was crazy and none of that "stuff" was real. Still to this day, hearing running in horror movies from ghosts where its loud and stuff causes the hair on my body to stand up.