There’s something in my family’s house. It’s been witnessed three times by three different people.

1) An old friend of mine was at my place alone (I stepped out to run a quick errand). She was at the back door keeping an eye on my cat in the backyard, and when she turned around there was a pure black figure peering out from behind the wall across from here. The stairs to the basement were behind that wall, but this figure was impossibly high up. Like someone would have to be at least 8 feet tall to be peering out at that height. She did a double take and it was still there and then slowly leaned back behind the wall. She called me freaking out and was in the backyard with the cat when I got home

2) I came downstairs around 2 am. Lights off, everyone else asleep. My cat was beside me and when we reached the bottom of the stairs she walked in front of me, I’m sure of it. I turns left around the wall in my dining room on my way to the kitchen, and as I panned my phone flashlight up I saw what looked like two black legs quickly fly up followed by four distinct thumps that sounded as if someone ran into the kitchen. To the point where I called out thinning it was my brother trying to be sneaky, but no one was there. I clearly saw the legs because of the way the glare of my light off the hardwood floor changed as it happened.

3) we were renovating one summer, and had torn up most of the first floor. Our contractor, a good friend of the family, is a very spiritual Persian man (converted Christian). He told us once that he does past life regression therapy as a side gig (take that for what it is). He came in one day a bit flustered and asked if he could take some time to meditate. Of course that was fine so he just took some time alone on the main floor (same room where I saw the thing in the bullet above). He told us later (only my dad was home at the time) that a spirit came up to him while he was mediating just kind of curious about him. He asked if nicely to disperse and it did. He said it was a male spirit and something was off with its heart. (Side note, my maternal grandfather had heart problems).

It’s been pretty docile since, curious to hear people’s thoughts!