Had shit piled up in the middle of my room (everything that was in it save furnature.) when I was a small kid. Woke up to it and started crying as it scared me to no end. Do not know the science behind it since the only other in the house was dead asleep and I dont think my dad would waste the little sleep time he could get (worked at a factory) to mentally scar me. Got a couple of other odd experiences too. My stance on ghosts(or what is perceived as a ghost) is neutral. Never even had an imaginary friend, belief in god, santa etc I'm not the type that 'puts myself' into these kind of scenerios for some sort of pleasure/thrill.