My Story: It was like this... ... When I was 8, I slept with my Dad. At midnight, I still can't sleep. Then I felt thirsty and when to the kitchen to pour a cup of water to drink.

When I was about to go back to sleep, I heard a loud noise behind me. When I turned around, I saw a red indian man standing in front of me. It shouted very loudy like a howling ghost to me . I then ran back to my room and told Dad about it, my Dad did not believe me and went to check it out. But when he enters the kitchen, he saw no one... ...

P.S: This story is real!