Donna showed me around room by room that night to get familiar with
it. The chill I had when I stepped into their home went away as she
showed me around. She showed me my room upstairs where I would be
retiring and then we sat and chatted, a bit more. It had to be around
2:30 a.m. When we retired. I was so tired from the ride I couldn't wait
to get some sleep. I unpacked my clothes, washed up and then went to
bed. I knew the morning would come fast.
After a half hour or a little after 3:00 a.m. Things started to
happen that I never experienced before. I was sleeping when all of a
sudden a loud bang was heard. It was as though somebody hit the wall or
something very, very hard. I jumped up from the bed and looked around. I
noticed everybody's doors were closed except for mine and the bathroom!
I thought to myself "what the heck was that?" I went back to bed and
tried to sleep...again. Okay, I know I am not crazy and I know what
knocking sounds like and I know what it sounds like when someone is
walking up the stairs, especially on wood, and I know what whispering
sounds like and I know what it sounds like when fingers and fingernails
are playing around on the walls and now I know what it feels like when
somebody is in your room watching you all night! It is not a good
feeling at all.
So, as I said, I went back to bed. All of a sudden I hear knocking on
the staircase walls as if someone is using their knuckles. It stopped
and then started again. It got louder and then would get quieter. It was
scary. Well, needless to say I put the covers over my head and started
to sweat. Then I hear water, like it was pouring down the wall on the
staircase. It was very strange. I mean it was a lot of water. This water
sounded like it was pouring down the walls of the staircase. At this
point, I was pretty near to having a heart attack. My heart was pounding
so hard. I didn't know what to do. I was frozen and did not want to
look around anywhere. Okay, I thought, I am hearing things that I have
never heard before at night. Why? I couldn't understand it. Then
needless to say, another thing happened. I was freaking out under the
bed-sheets. Heavy footsteps were heard coming up the stairs. I thought
oh my God. This really scared me. They were definitely heavy and slow
and then stopped. Then all of sudden they went fast to the top. I was so
scared and terrified I couldn't move under my sheets. This was the
scariest thing that could ever happen to someone even though there are
probably a lot more terrifying stories of this nature.
TO BE CONTINUED
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