I have a lot of events that have happened to me and my brother here there are: I wasn't old enough to smoke so I was in the bathroom smoking a cigarette, and we had this laundry shoot in the bottom curved so we could put our clothes down the shoot and the clothes would go in the laundry pile in the basement were the washer and dryer was, and I was smoking a cigarette and all of a sudden I hear this sound like a newborn baby crying just below the laundry shoot, I went to see if it was one of my four younger brothers, but they were all sleeping, and so was my mom and her boyfriend, being that it was late at night, so I go to the railing to the stairs that led to the basement, looked down, and it was dark, and I thought to myself, I've seen those scary movies were the woman goes  to see what it is and she gets killed, so I didn't go and check it out. I called my dad and had him pick me up. I explained everything to my mother the next day.