I came home from a birthday party SOBER at about 2 a.m. when we lived in our old house (regular council house) and saw a cherub on the landing as I walked through the front door, a little blonde boy with small white wings. Sounds so stupid but it's what I saw! Also after I had the courage to go upstairs to bed there was a couple of white feathers on the landing.
Another time we went messing around in this old derelict cottage and made our way down to the cellar. Once we all got down there 'something' began throwing rocks and old bits of concrete and rubble around the room so we bolted out of there down the street. We could hear a man laughing from the cellar as we were getting out of there too.
Creepyyyyyyyy.
Oh yeah and one time, my old Springer Spaniel died and I was watching WWF RAW live on Sky Sports (about 1am) and heard him scratching the bin, something he used to do, really distinctive noise and I said "Ok Sam!". Didn't click until 10 minutes later what had happened but it was kind of like my dog saying goodbye!
