AND He was about 12 years elderly and I spent the night with my mother (I lived with my grandmother, but I'm going to my mother when there is a weekend) and everyone at home slept. I slept in the living room and it was gloomy (not so gloomy because of the lightweight that was in the kitchen) and woke up around 5:00. I heard my voice and told me to leave the house and sound like he was right next to me. I was so scared that I stopped until I fell asleep. Then I heard the steps on the floor and looked and thought that this was my stepson going to the toilet, but instead of going to the toilet, it followed me. I shouted my mother's name and the shadow disappeared, and my mother entered the living room. I told her about it and she just said we would talk about it in the morning.
We both went to sleep and in the morning my mother told me that the house was haunted!
