This one is about me. When I was little. I told my dad there were people on the roof. He didn't think anything of it...until he heard, "the sound of 100 feet running across the roof. He went out side to shine a flashlight(the old roof was flat, you could see the top if you were far enough back) and he saw nothing. He asked me if I saw anything, I said, "The grey man daddy. He was at all the windows." It still freaks me out to think about it even though I don't even remember it.
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