I've got a bunch, because I come from a huge, dysfunctional family and have my own kids.
My mom said I used to talk in great detail about an imaginary friend named Angus. I don't remember him at all, but apparently he wore a tan business suit and carried a suitcase. He lived on the other side of the wall in the garden (there was a rock wall with a chicken wire fence separating our yard and the woman behind us. It was overgrown with ivy but you could still see through it in spots). Apparently one day I gave her flowers he picked. The woman behind us lived on her own and had no family. She actually died there and was discovered by her caretaker-person. Anyways, my mom said she used to look through the ivy to see if anyone was there because he sounded like a real person. At one point, I told her that he "taught me how to control my dreams."
On one of my younger brother's birthdays, my youngest sister came running downstairs sobbing hysterically. She said the attic trapdoor opened and there was a face smiling down at her. She was maybe 4 years old, and you couldn't open the trapdoor without either being really tall or having a chair.
>she was too short even on a chair, and there wasn't a chair in the room
My dad just closed it up and said to never open it again.
My brother once came to us and said he could hear a kid playing in the vents. We made fun of him and got down inside one (house had HUGE vents, and was over 100 years old). There were a bunch of old toys down there.
Once locked same brother in the laundry chute, he says a shadow came out and ran its fingers through his hair and laughed.
So that's just a few from my family. I'm pretty sure that house was haunted.
My kids- one is two. She's being tested for behavioral issues because she doesn't seem to absorb anything, barely communicates, doesn't socialize. She will look at you, kiss you, smile, but apparently is supposed to be speaking and asking for help, etc. Cont'd.