My Story: We were all sitting down watching tv on a friday night at about 8pm. We saw a shadow in the kitchen. My friend, Neil asked if Pop had come home and i said no. He said okay then he looked in the kicthen and again, he saw the shadow. He said it was a figure of a man and he had walked into my sisters room. He asked again is your papa home? I got up and walked into the kitchen. No one was there. I walked into my sisters room and still, no one was there. At that moment, papa walked in from work. I asked him if he had come home earlier and he said that he had just got off the bus.
This happened every friday night at the same time untill we moved.