When I was six my family lived in a block of flats (6 storey building)!
There was some rumour going around about a guy with a mooses head, armed with a small hatchet, knocking on doors in the middle of the night and trying to get in.
My older brother was telling me its just something to scare us kids so we'd go to bed on time.
One night my parents were out and we were being babysitted by my uncle and aunt when there was a knock at the door. We were all in bed but still awake. Suddenly we heard some shouting and a scuffle at the front door. We jumped out of bed to look and there at the door was my uncle trying to close the door but couldnt because a mooses head was jammed in it. He kept hitting it until it gave up and he managed to close the door. We of course all screamed our heads off!
Anyway we all know it was some freak who was wearing a moose head (the type you see hanging on walls in hunting lodges) - but it's still a freaky image that I will never get rid of!
