A few times when i've slept on my mates (jay) sofa i've seen "something" moving across the room. This isn't out the corner of your eye kind of stuff this is looking straight at it and pow there it goes... real as seeing a black cat run across the floor. Now his sofa is at the front end of his lounge, which has an open plan dining room attached to it. This "thing" on the odd couple of times i saw it moved across the other end of the dining room from me, so probably a distance of around 15-20feet. While i could never make out any detail on this thing the only way i can describe it is as a black shape that is around the same height and build of a primary school child and moves at about the speed of a child running. S**** me right up i tell you.
Now one night me and jay were talking about the scariest things we'd ever experienced and i proceeded to tell him the story of what i'd seen. Now having never mentioned it to anyone for fear of them ripping me silly saying i was a scared little girl i was completely speechless when halfway through the story he proceeded to finish it off and describe the exact same thing he'd seen sometimes. Apparantly there are times when the dog, usually completely happy and playful, will turn into this vicious growling, snarling animal and stands facing the end of the dining room. On a couple of occasions its sat there growling but been so scared it wee'd on the carpet.
That evening jay decided he'd tell his mum that both of us had seen it on seperate occasions and we thought the house was haunted. And this is were it starts getting weird. When jays sister (gemma) was a child, she used to sit in that end of the dining room and play with her imaginary friend called jack. Her mum just thought she was playing pretend like a lot of kids do and thought nothing of it, but she'd talk to him and used to tell her he was upset because they hadn't given him any food when they had dinner at the table. Bearing in mind a the time we found out about this gemma was 19 and all she remembered was that her mums friend used to drop this small child called jack off so he could play with gemma.
Anyway, there was a lot of talk about this and we all had a laugh about it until jays dad decided to research into the houses history a bit more. In some old newspaper record and some websites there was the story of a young child who'd died in the house, more specifically in the dining room

. Aparantly his dad had killed him accidentally and then been so upset he'd taken his own life by going out and jumping off a nearby bridge. Needless to say its freaky as hell and i hate crashing on the sofa to this day (despite being 20

). Although i havn't seen the shape again since we talked about it i have seen the dog go mental on an occasion, and let me tell you this... i have never seen a dog act like that before. Its like it was trying to scare soemthing off, but at the same time being so petrified that when it had finished barking it lay down near us on the sofa trembling and whimpering.
Now i don't know what to believe, but i know its more than coincidental and i know its creepy as hell thinking about it.