AND I think my house is haunted. About 7 or 6 years ago, my grandfather died in my home from cancer. In 2006, my dog Max was hit by a car and died. Before this happened, everything was fine. Once I slept and something hit me like that. I woke up, looked and saw a towering man in jeans and a blue sweater. I blinked my eyes, looked again and it just disappeared. Another time I was outside, waiting for my second dog. I called Bailiy and there was this black dog, you could understand the shape, it is arduous to describe it. I thought it was Bailiy, she is also black, so I started running to the dog, but it disappeared. I ran inside and was Bailiy. One day I was upstairs and watched TV and felt that something fur was lying on my leg. This is the second thing that happens to me when I enter the bathroom. At other times it was daylight and I watched TV again. This man crossed the window, so I ran outside to see who he was. I saw him and shouted “Hey!” But he disappeared in the air. I think it was my grandfather and the spirit of my dog Max.
