This event happened to me about 2 years ago when I was about 16 years old.
My sister, who is two years older than me, and my best friend were babysitting her little brother. Her house was always sort of creepy because you can hear people running around upstairs when you are watching TV in the living room downstairs. I have many times accused my sister and friend of running around and being loud, when they were actually just on the computer.
Anyway, one day we decided to check out the attic while we were babysitting and there were no adults to tell us not to. The attic is just a small window sized hole in the ceiling in the hallway. My friend grabbed a chair from the kitchen and I decided to be the brave one and take the first look. The only source of light I had, was a small lighter used to light candles in the bathroom.
I stood up on the chair and lit the lighter, and I was facing the left side of the attic. At first I saw nothing, until I turned around the right side. I noticed something lying in the corner of the attic, just curled up in the fetal position. It was dark brown and black in color, it looked like a person that was burned. I knew it had to be a person of some kind because I actually saw a backbone, like a skinny person who bends over. I did not feel scared at first, since I was so shocked. My friend and sister kept asking me what I saw, and when I described it to them my sister had to make a joke. She said "look Sam, you have a twin sister they locked in the attic." At the time it really did not seem that funny, since I was the one staring at the thing.
When I moved a little over to the left, I noticed something odd. There was an old fashion baby carriage lying on its side next to the creature. It was yellow in color, but it also looked like it had been burned. It reminded me of the sort of baby carriage you would see from the 20s, not like the ones we have today. It was made of a lacy yellow material and had four small wheels. For some reason, the carriage scared me more than the thing next to it. I could feel my heart beating faster as I demanded to get down. They were laughing at me and asking me what else I saw.
Of course they believed me because we have come in contact with many strange things before. Although, they did not want to go up and see the carriage or the "creature" for themselves.
We immediately put the cover back on the attic and I tried as hard as I could to forget what I saw.
The next day we decided to go to the library to find some old documents on her house, or even an old newspaper. We were hoping there was something that could tell us what I saw. After 2 hours of searching, we found nothing. I was disappointed and happy at the same time.
To this day I will not stand directly below the attic anymore, I keep having the idea that the cover will fall off and the burnt up creature
will come crashing on top of me.