I live with my grandparents about thirty minutes away from my parents' house. I usually dont get along with my 'rents but I decided that this week I would come on up to the camp that they live in. For those of you interested or familiar with southern Maine it is on the first lake of Little Sebago. Well, any way.. I had come up for the weekend( just a few days ago now,) and my first night here I was on the computer as usual until almost four in the morning. around two-ish I started to hear talking and splash in front of my house and right below the window I was siting beside. So being the curious type I looked out and tried to see where I was hearing this from but I saw nothing. So I figured no big deal, I am on a secluded stretch of lake probably just some kids my age or a little older out skinny dipping or something. And for awhile I let it go as just that. Then suddenly my dogs( I have two mixed breed dogs, they are Black lab/blue tick hounds and the bark furociously at strangers or even me if I am arguing or fighting with my parents or siblings). So again I looked out and this time I saw a "shadow-person" standing near a large swing in my side lawn. as soon as I began to get a good look at it it turned and ran around the side of my nieghbors house. Well this bugged me but I decided maybe that it was a person not a ghost and that it was just that they were standing in a shadow that confused their looks. So no big deal I just ignored it and continued what I was doing.

About a half hour later I heard the talking and the splashing and noises near the window and on the lake again. So I got mad because ghosts or not they were making my dogs go nuts and they were going to wake my entire family, including my little brother and pregnant mother, up. So I opened the window beside me stuck my head out and in a VERY UNUSUAL moment of maybe stupid but pure bravery yelled " I dont care what you are shut up or I will tear you all a new a**hole!!!" As suddenly a! ! s t had started over an hour ago it just stopped and I have not heard that talking or splashing since.

In a related story... also that night my dogs stood at the bottom of the stairs to my bedroom and bared their teeth and growled for a good 10 minutes. And I have always had a bad feeling about the two rooms upstairs at night or in the very early morning. And then yesterday, Wednesday, June 3rd. 1998, I was taking a shower. And to better explain let me tell you about how you have to shower at my camp. We have a ten gallon water heater here and it holds enough for maybe two minutes of continuious use. So the way you have to shower is this, you get in turn on the water, get wet, turn it off, soap up, turn it on, rinse, turn it off, shampoo, turn on the water and rinse, turn it off, and put the conditioner on, turn the water on and rinse, and make sure you get all the soap etc off. So with that explained I was in the shower following this procedure and after the first step the light in the bathroom starts to turn on and off over and over and I assume my little bro just got back with my mom so I look out, I had left the door open so if the phone rang I could grab my towel and answer it, and noone was there but I figured he was hiding so I yelled " Yo Ric! Knock it off you little goof!" and it stopped. Then after I soapped up and rinsed off I heard my computer turn off then back on and off and back on.

I figured that my mom or dad must have done it and I ignored it and shampooed. After that I heard the answering machine play and delete all the messages and turn off. I had just finishedso I took my towel and dried off and just as I got my pants on I heard my back door swing open and slam shut so I ran out to give my mom or dad a message that had been left for them and there was no one in the house, no car, no tracks in the dirt no nothing!!

So I began to panic!! I Went to grab for the portible phone on the charger where I left it but it was not there so I ran to the kitchen grabbed a knife( which by the way I have become VERY good at using,) and did a cur! ! sory check of my house. Then I looked in the kitchen closet last because it is a walk in and I didnt want to have someone slam it shut behind me and there on the shelf was my phone. I grabbed the phone and called my best friend Samantha and relayed the story. I remarked this to my father and asked where he had been to make sure that he had not been the one fooling around here. And he simply said, "Well Tim, must have been your grandmother trying to let you know she is still watching over you."

In closing I just want to say that I believe that the last event may have been my grandmother because after she died she had saved me when I got hit by a car.