We decided to sleep in the living room. We were all having fun and all of a sudden the guitar started playing. No one was near it. Being the bravest, I went over and looked at it just to see what was going on.
The strings were moving by themselves.
Then the radio came on and started switching stations rapidly without anyone touching it. Nothing happened for about five minutes so we lay down and tried to go to sleep.
I looked up at the wall and there was something transparent running very fast through the walls - back and forth, back and forth.
Then I looked over toward my friend and saw a transparent wrinkly man next to me. I just knew he was a ghost.
I screamed and screamed and ended up sleeping in a bedroom with a rosary and a bible that night.
This is a true story and although you might think I'm crazy, if you were there that night you would know. Not only that but I have witnesses.