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It happened when I was about 9 years old. My parents left me home alone while they went out on some business. Exactly two weeks ago, my grandfather died. I was sitting on the couch watching TV when I suddenly heard footsteps coming from the next room through the wall. We didn't have any pets at the time, so it alarmed me. But I decided I was imagining it and continued watching TV. But when the footsteps came again, I was truly scared. I certainly didn't dare get up and look at that moment. So I continued lying on the couch and listening. After about two minutes, the footsteps seemed to move away from me, and I suddenly realized it was coming in my direction. I was terrified, lay down on the couch, and covered my head with a blanket. The footsteps got closer and closer, and suddenly I heard it enter my room. I became hysterical and couldn't move from fear. I clearly heard the footsteps approaching me. And then, when I was about two steps from the sofa, it turned around, circled, and seemed to leave the room, and the footsteps stopped. I couldn't get out from under the blanket until my parents arrived. I never figured out what it was. But it didn't touch me.