Wish there was a paranoid mood on here but oh well lol This has been happening to me and bugging me for the past few months, and it's gotten to the point where after a certain time I won't go down to the second floor and when it's not pass that time I'll spend as little time as possible on the second floor.

Basically I think I'm starting to hallucinate to be honest. I don't know if it's something in the water or what, but I keep seeing this little boy. He looks about 4 or 5 and has black hair. The first time I ever saw him I was walking around upstairs when I saw a little boy with black hair wearing all black clothes run down the hall. I thought that it was the adopted brother since he's a little boy with black hair, so I ran after him because he's not supposed to be wondering around upstairs, especially when no one is with him. So I saw him turn into the parents' room and I followed…there was no one inside the bedroom. So I went downstairs and asked the mom where the adopted brother is, he was sleeping in the playpen.

I told her that I saw a little boy upstairs running around and she just nodded her head and said that it was a normal thing and not to worry about it and to just ignore whatever I see because they saw those things all the time and last night the grandma had seen the little boy too. So I don't know if all of us in the house are halucinating or if it really is something in the water or what, but whatever the cause it's got me freaked out.

I've seen the little boy on multiple occassions, At first I always saw him running down the hall and then just disappearing, then I started hearing knocking on the bedroom door, or hearing a kid run down the hall and then I'd look and I'd see the kid running down the hall, and I always chased after the kid because I immedeately thought it was the adopted brother. But lately I've been seeing the kid just randomly. Like I'll be sitting on the couch and I'll look at the other couch across the room and see the kid sitting there staring at me, or I'll be walking back upstairs and I'll feel like someone is staring at me, so I'll look around and see the kid.

I seriously don't know what to do. I know that it's an irrational thing, I know that there's no way that a kid can be living here without us knowing, or that people disappear into thin air. But I'm seriously paranoid about it all. I've just about all but stopped going on the second floor by myself. I don't know what to do!

I'm a bit scared that maybe (i know this will sound stupid) that I'm going back to how I was when I was a kid. When I was little I used to see stuff all the time and my mom would always tell me that it was my 'overactive imagination' and eventually I started seeing things less and less and eventually it just completely disappeared and I didn't see things anymore. So I really hope that me seeing stuff isn't coming back because I'm just scared that maybe it's like a light case of schizophrenia or something. That's honestly one of my biggest fears is not being able to tell the difference between fiction and reality.

I don't know what to do!!