MY aunty had just moved into and old victorian house. The house wasn't sold in a while so it was cheap. Well when she finally got comfortable in the house she had me and my 4 brothers sleep over my 3 sisters stayed home. I have 8 kids in my family. Well anyway I was sleeping in the guest room along with James and Conner. We heard like I don't know it was like a ringing nose or like a squeaking noice. But we thought it was the heaters because that's what ours do. My brother Conner(who's 7) brought his goldfish he can't freaking live without that thing. He had left in the kitchen downstairs. But anyway the ringing noice or whatever had gotten louder and we were up because of it. but then just like that it had stopped. We woke up the next morning and went to the kitchen for breakfast and we found Conner's goldfish ripped to shreads on the floor. Now mind you my aunty had no other pets that could do this. And we loved the goldfish too much to do it ourselves. So of course we were freaked. but then my youngest brother Ty (who's 3) came downstairs and was crying. We didn't know why and niether did he. So my aunty checked him to see if he was hurt in any way and sure enough he had 6 scratch marks going down his back. they were bleeding a little bit too. we asked our mom to pick us up early that day because we were scared shit! and my aunty came too. we went out for lunch that day to get our minds off what had happened and my aunty came home to a half burnt down house. We don't know who did it or what exactly had happened to my brother but we know for sure that it wasn't any or us. That had to be the most scariest thing i had ever experienced.