First Encounter

I was young, definitely less than 10, come to think of it maybe 4-5 years younger than 10. My imagination ran wild.There was an abandoned house on our street 4 doors down, the house was in a state of disrepair and the gardens had grown wild.The house was referred to as 'cats', looking back this may have been as there were cats in the house. To this day I remember running through that long grass and sheepishly approaching the dirt smeared windows to take a look inside. To gaze on broken furniture and dirt, and always in the corner of your eye the shadows would stir, was that the flicker of movement. From my recollection even the adults called the house cats,was this my first run in with a haunted house? did my childish imagination run wild? I honestly don't know but, there is something out there. Something not quite right something like the shadows forever in the corner of your eye, we all have to try catch our glimpse

Was this what I seen ?