(You can chose to believe me or not but this i swear is a real story!)

One day i was downstairs in my living room. Well my dad was in the hallway next to the living room. I was on the couch watching TV and my dad was cleaning the cats litter box. He looks up and he sees this what looked like an 8 year old boy in an orange shirt pass by. I was sitting on the couch next to him and I always seem to have a talent for seeing things out of the corner of my eyes so i also thought I saw something also. 3 weeks later I was up in my step brothers room playing with his hampsters.

I was on his little couch, I live in a 4 story log cabin so he has big logs going through the middle of it. I saw something out of the corner of my eyes and it looked like it was over by the log. I never looked at that spot I just assumed. I said,"Hey J.J (thats his name,) your hampsters are so cute!" I kinda looked in the corner of my eyes again and I saw something orange. I then looked over there and I saw nothing. I guess Ill never know if there are ghosts in my house?