The Doorknob

You may think this story is lame but it really scared me. I not quite sure when it happened but I was about 8 or 9 years old in the afternoon. It occurred right after my parents and my sister went outside to say goodbye to my visiting. I of course stayed inside because I was glued to the TV. Suddenly I heard a low whisper of some sort and a faint scratching noise. Of course I only thought it was the wind but when I looked around all the doors and windows were shut. Thats when I started to get goosebumps. Then for some reason I looked at my mother and fathers bedroom door. Then thats when it happened. The door knob slowly twisted and the door opened. I was frozen stiff as I saw what looked like a light beam in the form of a person walked in and then vanished. After that nothing else happened but we ended up moving away five months later.