As a teenager I had many strange experiences while I lived at home in the south of England with my mother.
When I was 15 years old, a strange crackling noise started up in my bedroom while I was in bed at night.It continued every night for a week.The first night it happened, I was in bed drifting off to sleep when I heard a crackling, crunching noise.I thought that my mum had come into my room and was searching for something. I said “mum what are you looking for?” but there was no answer. I couldn’t see as it was pitch black in my room so I got out of bed and turned on the light.The second I switched it on the noise stopped.
The following night the same thing happened again. I got out of bed and collected anything in my room that I thought could be responsible for the noise (like a plastic bag that I thought could be slowly un crinkling).Then I went back to bed and fell asleep.
It wasn’t until the third night that I got scared. Again just as I was about to fall asleep I heard the noise again, only this time it was much louder! I was so scared I couldn’t move, it literally sounded as if there was someone in my room pulling things around! I stayed under the covers that night and forced my self to go to sleep.
Id like to mention at this point that my room was a modest size and I had made sure that there was nothing in my room that I thought might be causing the strange noise, like a screwed up plastic bag or a mouse or something.
Anyway this continued for the next three nights! I was a bit worried about going to bed and started to complain to my mum and friends about the noise. My mum didn’t take me seriously and my friends laughed.I asked a friend of mine to stay over my house that night and she agreed thinking that nothing would happen anyway.
Well we waited and waited that night and it seemed to my relief that nothing was going to happen. We were both laying in my bed facing the wall about to fall asleep when the crackling rummaging noise started. I felt my friend tense up and she started shaking.
The noise was very loud and very real, my friend was so scared that she couldn’t speak so she squeezed my thumb to tell me that she could hear it too. Neither of us wanted to moved or speak so we forced ourselves to go to sleep.
The next morning we woke up and were shocked to find that one of my friends overnight bags had been moved into the middle of my room and the handles were pointing straight out to the side as though it had been dragged there. My friend said she was so scared that night and to this day she doesn’t like to talk about it.
I have other stories about strange things that happened to me whilst living at my mums house which I will save for other posts.I decided to tell this one first because I was surprised at the similarity between my experience and that of another recent post on this website.
I would really like some feedback on my story and wonder if this has ever happened to any one else.
Thanks for reading.
Written by Blondie, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com