I was 12 years old and I was staying at my mums for the weekend. My mum had only just moved in, so it was the first night in the house. Me and my mum liked to stay up late together so we were watching a horror movie because we both loved them. The bit we were watching was scary and there was this big crash from the back of the house. We both went to see what made the noise. My two sisters Tamara and Tenniel were at there dads for the weekend. We went up to the back room and had a look. Our things were flying in every direction, and as we entered, the book cabinet nearly landed on my mother Deanne. As different things started moving, it was then that we noticed noticed a shadow moving around the room where the things were falling over. After a while the ghost started writing stuff. Like saying that its name was Stacy, and she grow up in this house, but her parents sold it when she died. She said she was 25 years old when she died. After that she started getting bored so she stopped all the stuff she was doing. We stayed where we were and contiued to do what we normally did thanks.