Hauntings in the House

From: Anonymous
Story type: Ghost
Location: San Antonio, Tx 
Source: Form Submission

Well, this was about 2 years ago. My parents have been divorced and I was visiting my dad and step family in San Antonio, Texas. My dad was living in this huge house. So one night ( was 15 at the time and it was 8:00 pm ), me and my step brothers (fellow gang members), were outside the house smoking and drinking. My dad and step mother was gone, so we decide to go out and do mischief things. We were gone about two hours, and we arrive back home. We enter the house, it was dark inside, and we decide to get a beer. We really didn't bother turning on lights since just about everyone knew where every thing was. There was toys on the ground. Here was the first freaky insicdent. One of the toys had buttons to press and it would light up in that color. Well one of the buttons was broken, you could hit it as hard as you want and it wouldn't work. Well while we were grabbing our beers out of the fridge, we noticed the toy going off, we ignored it until we realized that the Blue button ( the broken one ) was working. So we just forgot about it and left to go upstairs.

Now it is 11:00 pm, and we are all chatting about things ( females, stealing, and gang beat ups). until we heard footsteps. Now my dad and step mom are not home and we are thinking it is a burgular. So my step brother Anthony grabs his Tech 9 from under the bed and opens the door to the hallway and sees nothing. We started to freak out. and we searched the house for a good hour and we found nothing. So we go back to the bedroom and close the door and right when we closed the door we hear footsteps again, this time running up and down the stairs. My step brother Anthony was freaked just like us. He took his gun and fired it several times around the stair well and goes back to the room.

After all that comotion, we finally went to bed. Around 4:30am I have to go to the bathroom to pee. I walk to bathroom and start to go. While I'm doing my duties, I notice a little boy running arcoss the door way. I wasn't bothered by it cause I was in a dase (still half asleep). Now it is 9:00am I go down for breakfast and told my step mom all about what happened. She told me the story about the house and how a little kid was killed there. She told me about insidences when pictures on the wall were crooked, lights were turning on when they were off, and televisions would turn on while they were un plugged.

About a year later, while I was living with my mother. My dad sold the house and moved to a different spot in San Antonio.