Snow
The snow reminds me…when I was 14 my parents went out to dinner with friends and left me home alone. There was a very soft knocking at the door but I couldn’t see anyone through the window. A minute later there was more knocking. This went on for 20 minutes.
My parents got home and I told them. It was snowing and they said it must have been the wind. I opened the door and there was a set of small footprints. About a woman’s size 6.
The creepiest part was the footsteps approached the door then wandered to the side; like she’d climbed the bushes under the window and looked inside before wandering off.
It was a while before I wanted to be home alone again.