This house is messed up. Pest, Timata, Pest's cousin and I are all sitting upstairs. I was searching for something on the South Park site when I heard someone, CLEAR as day, walk in the front door downstairs. Just normal opening of the door, heard the lock, heard the handle turn, heard someone walk inside the house. I noted how weird it was that the dogs didn't respond to this. I figured it was probably Tom, I didn't know if he went anywhere or not. About five seconds later I DISTINCTLY heard a male voice, none that I recognized because it was too high pitched to be Tom's and not like any of our friends', yelled up the stairs "HELLLL-O!"
I looked confused at the guys and dogs. We weren't expecting any company at all and I thought the front door was locked, the only ones who could unlock it were already in the house. When they realized I was staring I said insistently, "What, you guys so into that (xBox 360) you didn't hear someone walk in?! Who IS that downstairs?" They asked me what I was talking about and I reiterated that someone was downstairs and yelled up the stairs clear as day. They immediately said I was nuts, nobody heard a thing. I told them that the front door opened, someone walked in, yelled up the stairs, sounded male and didn't sound like Tom. Tim went downstairs to investigate, and I followed shortly after, only to find that not only was the front door still locked but nobody was in the house.
So much paranormal shit happens here on a constant and it just seems to get worse the longer we live here. Frighteningly, I experience the most of it and whenever I'm around others they experience the shit too.