Well I promised those who follow me on twitter a personal ghost experience I had, so who am I to deny?

This incident happened back in 2012 when I was 17, I had already come to believe that the house had some sort of spirit lurking about as now and again some unexplainable things would happen, usually it would be the sound of something hitting the floor without anything being there.

However this time was different, I was in the kitchen unloading the dishwasher when I heard a heavy thud on the staircase, then another, and another. As if someone was walking down them slowly while wearing heavy boots. I froze on the spot, pearing back to the stairs thinking someone had broken into the house, the footsteps continued but no one was there, they got to the second to last step and then stopped. I waited a few seconds to see if the cat would appear round the corner of the stairs (she's rather fat and not at all graceful) but nothing. So I decided to carry on working.

It got to around 11pm without any ruther occurence and by that time I'd let what happened earlier slip my mind so I decided to get some sleep. So I turned off the light, hopped into bed and was about to close my eyes until I noticed something.

At the side of my bed was the silhouetted figure of a child, a young boy, around 4 foot tall (121cm) just standing there. There were no defining features but I knew he was watching me, he didn't move a muscle. Just sood and watched. First thing I thought was "Am I dreaming? Is this sleep paralysis?" so I attempted to move my hand, I curled my hand into a fist and shifted my arm. I was awake, and what ever this entity was, it was real and it was there.

I counted down in my head from five and as soon as I hit one, I lunged out and attempted to grab it. But as soon as I reached for where I guessed it's collar was it vanished. I made sure again that I wasn't possibly hallucinating but everything seemed to suggest that what I'd experienced was real. Since then I've had no other encounters with him.

The few weeks afterI was round at my dads place on the other side of the city, I told him about my experience with the spirit. He then told me that a few days before we'd met he had a similar experience, I asked him what the entity looked like.

He told me, "It looked like Death."

But maybe that's a story for another time.