On March 14,2004, my brother Marco got shot and died. Then like 3 days later I was in my room watching TV and my sister was in the shower. Then I heard someone in the attic running back and forth and they were also yelling something. So I put the volume on the TV down so I can hear what they were yelling and when I put the volume down they stop yelling and running. Then my sister came out of the shower and said "DID YOU HEAR THE RUNNING AND YELLING" and I said "YEAH, IT SOUNDED LIKE MARCO YELLING". So my sister told me to turn off the TV because the running and the yelling had started again, so I did. We heard him yelling "MOM I'M HOME" then he screamed it louder "MOM I'M HOME" (and my brother would always yell that when he would go in the attic with his friends.)So then my sister said should we go up there and I said "I'M SCARED" then I sister said "ME TOO, BUT WHAT IF IT'S MARCO", so I said "OK THEN LET'S GO". So we went to the attic and it was freezing up there, then we saw my brother Marco and he saw us standing by the stairs and he stoped yelling and running and just stood there smileing at us, then he disapered. Up to today we still hear him in the attic running and yelling the same thing.