my parents and I lived in a small home that was around 90 years old The year would have been 1996 we lived there from the time I was seven years old to the time I was 9 From the very day that we moved in, i felt that i was not alone one year around christmas time, I was having a friend spend the night the heat had just shut off briefly and she and i were sitting in the living room watching television when the temperature dropped substantially as I rose to turn up the heat , the Christmas tree began to shake violently Ornaments wee falling off right and left and she and I were terrified we ran upstairs and lay down on my bed my white cat curled up with us and my door was open slightly when I gazed out at the dark hallway , I was horrified to see a tall white figure run down the hall I turned to my friend and she acknowledged that she had seen the exact same thing she never spent the night even again