We use to lived in this one brick house on the corner of a block in a ghetto neighborhood, everyone in the neighborhood warned us about the place right after we've moved in. Friends would ask "did you see anything strange?". People don't stay long in that old building, in only three years five family once call it home had moved out. My dad didn't mind much about it at all, and our kids don't know any better than. The only person to witness strange paranormal is my mom at first. She'll feel her bed shaking, seeing dark figure flying around in the dark. Than there's me, I was standing next to the bathroom one day talking to my mom while she was putting her laundry up. I know I heard the water in the bathroom sink turn on and than off, on and than off again, by itself. I stop in between our conversation and ask my mom if she had heard any water running from the bathroom. She look at me as if saying "don't tell me that kind of stuff". We lived their for seven years, experience the unusual happening, witnessing and discovering the truth behind all of the paranormal. My little brother saw a little kid standing in our backyard all cover in blood one day after he came back from school. My other little brother heard someone knocking on our front door one night while he stay up very late playing video game, he said the knocking came first and than my dad's voice ask him from outside to open the door, at three o'clock in the morning. He than added that he was going to open the door but remembering my dad was already asleep and he didn't see my dad walk out and if he did, the door won't be locked. My family did ask couple of shaman now and than to come and try to see if they can understand the situation of our confusion. We found out during those time that the house use to belong to a old white gentleman, he build it himself and still lived there after he pass and he don't like visitor(s). The little boy cover in blood was a stranger ghost, he got run over on a street near by and didn't have no place to go after he pass so the old guy took him in, freaky. And that there's nothing we can do to get rid of 'em, only to just ask them to share the place or we just have to moved out ourselves, soon enough we're out of there in no time at all, after seven long years.