!My 3 sisters and I were home alone. It was cold and raining. Our mom was at our grandparents' house getting ready for a garage sale the next day. My twin sister Emily had gone upstairs to get her knitting. The rest of us where downstairs watching T.V. when we heard a blood curdling scream. Emily came running down the stairs, crying. We asked her what was wrong and she said that she just saw someone walk out of our parents' room and into our brother's. My sister Tiffany and I did not believe her. Emily continued to insist that someone was in our house. Thinking that it was just her imagination running wild we decided to go look. We walked up the stairs and first into our brother's room, only to find nothing. Then we went into our parents' room. I was looking in the bathroom & closet when I heard Tiffany scream. I ran out of the bathroom to see why she was screaming. I stopped dead in my tracks. There in front of my sister was a tall skinny man wearing a black suit with a strange looking top hat. He was just standing there rocking on his heels and staring. Then he just disappeared! We both ran out of the room, down the stairs, and to the kitchen where we called our mom. Soon we were all in our mom's Expedition going to our grandparents' house.

A year later my sister Tiffany and I where downstairs getting some water when all of a sudden Tiffany let her glass fall, shattering it. Standing in front of us was the tall man in black. Forgetting everything we ran to our parents room crying. My sisters and I often see the tall skinny man. We have become so accustomed to him that we have started thinking of him as a friend.

Eric & Tiffany Browne, C.C. Texas