I was once in the kitchen downstairs at night, crying and upset. I was ready to just end it when I heard someone snap their fingers, followed by the sound of some sort of shuffling, as clear as day. It really shook me, but that’s not the only strange thing that has happened. I’ve also seen a tall shadow dart across the same kitchen out of the corner of my eye, and another time I could have sworn I heard someone running up the stairs. We have no pets.
