( CO, United States )
A couple of years ago I was up late (well, early, whichever way you think of it) playing on the computer and no one was home. I decided to go upstairs for some reason and when I reached the second flight of stairs I looked down because I felt cold and weird, I found myself staring at the hallway downstairs and I watched a figure walk into the TV room. I couldn't determine if it was real or not because I only got a glimpse of the back of its head. It looked like a man; brown slicked-back hair, yellow sweater, and original blue jeans (the image is still fresh in my head.).
I stood still for a bit then went downstairs into the room I just watched him go into. I never heard the door open to the outside and the windows were locked so I figured he was in my brother's room. I stood at the door of his room for a second then said, "If there is anything there I will give you 3 min to get out." So I waited 3 min then walked into the room. I turned on the lights and there was nothing there. Itís a basement room so there are no operable windows in the room.
After standing in the middle of the room for a couple of min. I called my mom hysterical because I realized that I just witnessed a paranormal event. My mom said it must be my eyes were tired, but it felt so real, even when I think about it now, my heart races. My mom tries to make light of the situation whenever I think about it saying the cookie monster visited me.