Several months ago I started seeing something out of the corner of my eye. I ignored it for a while, but it became more and more pronounced. Finally it was fully there, or rather HE was fully there.
He was dressed in black and wearing a hat, though I couldn't tell you which kind if you asked me, and he was leaning against the wall near a painting in the upstairs hall. I saw him several times.
I didn't tell the kids what I'd seen. I didn't want to scare them. DH and I didn't speak about it when they were around, so there's no way they could have known what I'd been seeing.
My son came into our room crying a few nights later. I asked him what the problem was; if he had a nightmare because he was shaking. He told me he'd seen a man in the hallway. I couldn't even speak for a second. I asked him what he looked like and he said, "Dressed in black and wearing a hat" I asked where he'd seen him. He pointed to the exact spot in the hall that I'd seen the man. I comforted him and got him settled back into bed, but I was majorly creeped out.