From Mark:

Growing up with two sisters with me in the middle in a small two bedroom house at the age of 6 was always fun for me.

I would continually bug both of them until mom or dad would say, "leave your sisters alone!" This had been going on for at least a year that I can remember until one night after all three of us had been tucked in. My sisters shared a bunk bed on one side of the room and I had my own bed on the other side while my parents slept down the hall.

I remember waking up late in the night to use the bathroom and everyone was asleep. I had just finished and was returning to the bedroom when I caught a faint glow behind me. I quickly ran to my bed and jumped under the covers. As I peeked out from under the covers the ghostly glow was coming around the corner and said, "LEAVE YOUR SISTERS ALONE!"

I immediately began screaming and crying for mom and dad and as they came around the corner and turned on the light it just disappeared. My mom, dad and sisters asked me what was going on, and all I could do was stare at the entryway crying.

Needless to say for the next year that we lived in the house I did not pick on my sisters anymore. Even when the third one arrived.

Within the first year of moving into the new house I became the natural brother again and started picking on my sisters, but to this day I still get shivers when I think about that night.