My friend's place

Last night I was down at my friend's place having a couple of cold ones and discussing a website for the company he is trying to start. After I "did my magic" (as he calls it) and got a couple of pages done for him, I leaned back a little in my chair while he looked a little closer at the monitor to see if there was anything he wanted changed. While he was looking, he asked me a question. As I turned to answer him, I swear I saw someone peek in the window on the door to his bar. It was out of the corner of my eye, and was real quick, but I yelped a "WTF?!?!?" and jumped up, turned the outside light on, and ran out to see who was outside screwing around. I told my buddy what I'd just seen, and while telling him, I tried to reenact it. Well, I couldn't because where I saw this "person" peek in from was blocked by his bbq grill. I stood father back and showed him, then we turned the outside light off and I did it again. He said he couldn't see me because the light from inside the bar didn't reach out far enough to light up my face.

Now, up until the point of running out and not seeing anyone, I really thought there was someone out there screwing round. But what I saw, while not seeing details, was lit up enough to get me to look at it.

About an hour or so later, my buddy walked outside to "water the daisies" and just before he got to the end of the blacktop, he turned back because he thought he'd heard something. He said he looked once, then had to do a double-take because when he first looked, it looked like someone was bent over looking in the windows on the bar door. When he did his double-take, there was nothing there.

A couple of weeks ago, he heard his wife call his name. Only problem with that is his wife was shopping with the kids at the time. A few years ago, the same thing happened while his wife was in Seattle on business.

Probably his most chilling encounter was a couple of years ago when he and his cousin were sitting on the porch playing guitars. They were faced towards the house, and they both saw what looked like a little girl run from the kitchen to the living room towards the door that lead to the porch. They both turned to see who this little girl was and what she wanted, but she never came out the door, and they never saw her run back through. My buddy was a little skeptic at first until his cousin looked at him and asked "Did you just see a little girl run through your house?"