When my father was alive and still living at home (we eventually put him in a nursing home due to mental illness), my family all experienced weird shit. I have long thought my father's insanity drew things. Most of it wasn't bad though.

One late night I was making a sandwich when someone very clearly leaned around the corner, looked into the kitchen, nodded, and then pulled back. It didn't register for a moment because I thought it was my father but be wouldn't have left me alonr if it was. I chased after it and noticed my father was definitely deep asleep. Second thing was on many nights I could hear this constant murmur. Like I was on the one side of a wall where the other some party was going on. No TVs or radios on. Like 2 am. I saw shadow people a few times too.

The one that scared me though...I was leaving home late one night. I needed fresh air amd to clear my head. As I walked out the front door I saw it. A very tall humanoid shape, covered in a white sheet. Cliched I know but stick with me. It had an obvious neck/head so it wasn't just some white blob. It looked very tattered. It was fairly white near the top but increasingly dirty brown further down to the ragged bottom. Thats when I noticed no visible feet. It was just...hovering. Rough estimate it was a good seven feet.

It seemed to be staring into my brother's bedroom window. Thankfully he was eight hours away at college. As I saw it, it seemed to look at me. How I don't know, I don't remember any real face. I just felt pinned, stuck. Like it could snuff me out if it wanted. And just as quickly, the feeling vanished, and it did too. I was spooked to say the least, but even more so the next day when I told mom and before I even finished she asked if it was in the front yard. She had always felt like there was some "hunter" out front at night. And she saw something similar too.