I was 12 my friend came over to my house to stay the night but happend that night was weard.My friend and I were going to get ready for bed when the lights went out ex.for the bath room.We walked down the hall way and My friend was not scared I was so she went frist.My friend went by the bathroom and she stoped dead in her tracks she looked liike she had seen a gost when I whent and staned by her I asked her\'what is rong she pinted to the bath tub and We had seen a little boy playing with a wooden toy in the tub.My friend whent to ask the boy if he was alright but then all the lights came on and he was go we thought that was weard but nothing like that would happen agian.To our serprize there was a guy pating the ground and he was tell my friend never tuch his son agian she had neve tuched the boy I turend on the light.The next morring we had went down to the book store and read up on what had happed in the house and we fould out that a loveing family lived their untell the mother went crazy and had killed the son and the father killed the mother.My friend looked like the mother and the father never got over her doing that and when he had she my friend he never left my bed side.