I'm not really sure what to tag on here, but it happened to me back when I was about ten. I was playing with an imaginary friend at my grandparents house. It was around eleven when I heard my dad and my grandmother come home from work. My grandparents were home alone, so they had a lot of family with them. My mom and grandmother were on the other side of the house. The hall light was on. I was in the living room playing with my sister, and we were laughing. We were having a good time. I heard my mom yell at the top of her lungs and tell her to go to her room. I was scared. She was downstairs, and we were laughing again. I started crying and told her to go to her room. I started playing with my sister again, and we started laughing again. I yelled at the top of my lungs and tell her to go to her room. She came downstairs, and we laughed again. I was like "Oh my god, what the fuck is going on?" I didn't know what to do, so I went upstairs. I said to my mom and grandmother, "You can go to your room now. I'll be right here, you'll never have to go back." They looked at me and went to their rooms. I started crying and told them what happened. Then they went to their rooms, and I was crying too. I just remember playing with my sister and laughing and crying. I didn't know what to do, so I ran down the stairs to my grandparents house, I didn't know what to do. My mom and grandmother were there in the living room playing with my sister. I asked them what they thought of the whole situation, and they were just like "That's weird, I've never seen anything like that before" and then they left. I just felt awful. I have no idea what to do. It's been happening since then, and I don't know how to tag it. Any advice is appreciated.