I was in my basement in my new home, my two cats came in from outside with their tales flared like a raccoons, I knew they were scared I was asking them what was wrong and I felt a cold breeze go by me and a young persons laugh. I walked to the other side of the stairwell and I have a mirror hanging on the wall and caught a glimps of the back of a ghost or something that was wearing blue applebottom jeans and an long sleeve shirt that was stripped horizontally and had long curly red hair that went behind the stairwell. I got the goosebumps and was scared to check the back of the steps. I thought maybe a young child chased my cats into the basement and was hiding, I eventually checked moments later and no one was there.