My friend Karen and I had been friends for about six years. One night after a ball game I had decided to stay that night at her house. We got there and we were goofing off as normal and we heard this voice coming from outside the window.

We were both scared to death so we decided to get her step-dad to look for us. He looked and said nothing was out there and for us to go to bed. Well, we figured we had just been imagining things so we went to bed. I couldn't sleep because that's all I could think about. Karen had been asleep for about 30 minutes and I heard the voice again. This time it sounded like it was coming from outside her bedroom door.

I was totally freaked out so I woke Karen up. She then told me that her real dad had died a few years before. I thought that was really sad. We then decided to lay down and see if it would happen again. When we did someone started to knock on the door. We opened it to find a shadow of a man walking down the hall. It wasn't her step-dad.

That was the last sighting we saw of the "shadow" man. Karen said that it hasn't happened since that night. So, he might have just dropped in to see how his daughter was doing.