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On Saturday night (5th March 2011) my dad went up to the post box which was only up the road. As soon as he left I heard a person whistling beside me on the sofa, I thought this rather strange and disturbing as I knew nobody was in the house and the tv was too quiet to be that loud! When I turned to look the whistling stopped but didn't start again. A few seconds later there was a sort of flashing light in the window on the door. It couldn't be dad because he had only been gone a few minutes and he didn't take a torch, I got really freaked out and helplessly scared. I could hardly contain myself. I had to put up with it for another minute before dad came back. I told dad what had happened and if he'd ever seen it. I never let him leave me at home alone while he goes to the post box again!!!