by Dallas Ellis of Durham, North Carolina
This is not a lie!
My dad, brother, cousin, mom and I went into this old, burnt-down rest home across from our house. We went in at about 10:00 at night, using flash lights and walked through the rooms and looked around. We had gone in every room and as we were about to enter the stairs to the basement, my mom and little brother heard a piece of glass crunch like someone or something was walking through a room. My mom said something, and told us to be quiet for one minute...as we did, some more glass crunched and we all started running.
We will never again go inside, nor will we ever know what it was; but it was a memory we will never forget.