When i was a little girl i lived in a very small house with my family. it was a 3 room two story house with 7 people living it. i was only two years old and i shared a room with my 2 brothers, and two sisters....one night everyone was sound asleep my mom thought that she heard people running up and down the stairs. she thought it was my sister and brother so she went up to our room and saw that everyone was sound asleep...she went back to bed confused..she heard it again..this time she woke my dad up and they both went up to our room. when they walked in they saw my sittin up in my crib laphing my head off trying to catch something. they took everything out of my crib to see what was in there and they found nothing. they talked to the landlord and they found out that our house was built over a graveyard.. accouple months later we maoved away......2-3 years later i was sleeping w/ my mom and she woke up hearing the same thing. she asked me why i was lauphing so much and what i was trying to catch and i told her that i was trying to catch the little people running around.....