Location: Tasmania, Australia
This story takes place on Bruny Island,
Tasmania, Australia. It happened when I was a child around 8 years old,
so 1998. I was at the family shack with my mum dad and older brother
Jock. Jock and I used to share a bunk bed, with him on bottom and me on
the top shelf. I used to sleep with a clip-on lamp on my right hand
side.
One night I awoke to a tapping on my
shoulder — fast taps… one two three. It woke me almost instantly, so I
turned on the lamp to see why my brother was harassing me at this time
of the night. When I looked down, he was asleep — or pretending, I
thought. Growing up, we were always playing pranks on each other.
I turned off my light and lay there. One
minute later, the tap started again. The same as before –fast, one two
three! I turned my lamp on, again looking down at my brother, still in
the same position and asleep. “Stop it!” I said, but he didn’t even
smirk.
Once again, light back off, but this
time the tapping was straight away, and consistent. I turned the light
back on almost as quick as I could and looked back down at Jock,
realising he wouldn’t have had the time to get back to his bed.
A bit freaked out, I turned off the
light, but kept my hand on the switch. As soon as it went off — TAP! —
straight back on… nothing around me! I turned it off again… TAP TAP TAP.
This time I turned the light back on to see nothing. I leaped clean off
the bunk and dashed down the hall to mum and dad’s room, where I spent
the rest of the night.
By Duncan L
Source: Paranormal 360
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