HOME ALONE?
Hi there. I haven't written in a while and
thought I'd share another story from the house I
grew up in.
Most of my experiences are only audio
in form and poltergeist in nature and all of them
occurred during my teen years (true to form, from
all that I've read on the subject). This is the
one I think is the scariest incident that
happened to me. (If you're interested in
precognitive dreams and the like you can read my
first story in the August 1998 collection titled
"Deja Vu") Anyway, here's my story.
I had a friend a few houses up the
road whose habit it was to come down in the
morning and pick me up to walk off
to school. The routine was that I would get up,
the house to myself, and go
unlock the front door for him so he could come in
without interrupting me. It
was my habit to have my radio blaring in my
bedroom 10 inches around the
corner from the bathroom as I was getting
ready....to wake me up. His
routine was to come in, go straight down the hall
and shut it off so that I
knew he was there and so I could here him talk to
me from wherever he was
while I was getting ready. So that's the scenario
this particular morning as
well. I'll just describe it for you......
I was in the bathroom with the door
shut to about 3 inches from the door jamb. I was
looking in the mirror in
front of me which gave me a rear view back out
the bathroom door straight
into the hall way where my bedroom door exits.
Here's what happened :
If anyone has any comments on this story (or the
other one) go ahead and email me.
Thanks for reading.
Submitted from: Mark, IL, USA
[Home]
( I happened to have a tape playing this one
morning, FYI...) The tape shuts
off, I hear jeans material swishing in my room
from where the radio was
sitting as if someone wearing jeans (as opposed
to a girl in, say, a
jean-skirt) was walking away from the radio into
the hall. (remember, if you
walked out of my room, I should see you instantly
in the hallway..that's the
view I had...) As the jeans noise made its way
across my room and to the
door way I looked up fully expecting to see my
friend in the hallway. The
jeans noise continued through the doorway,
through my field of vision, past
the bathroom door and on up to the end of the
hallway and ceased!! There was
NEVER one image to see as the sounds made their
way on by!!!! I thought my
soul was going to leave my body right there in
the bathroom!!! That was the
scariest time in my life so far!! I stood there
for a few minutes getting my
composure and then I set out to eliminate the
obvious (I tend to be pretty
level-headed under fire...even at times when it
does take me a second to
come back around). I went to my radio and looked
at the tape to see if it
shut off by itself as if the reel was being eaten
by the player...nope, the
tape was fine.....something pushed the stop
button. Ok, out into the living
room (past the end of the hall)...no one there.
no one anywhere. I then
checked the front door and found that i hadn't
even unlocked it yet!!
There's no way anyone COULD have been there now!!
just to be sure, I called
my friend and found him still asleep in bed!
(bum! now we're going to be
late) So I sat down and freaked out again upon
realizing the only thing
that could be left for an explanation! So, I
eventually got over it and left
for school to wait for the next event, whenever
that would be.(I never had to wait long.)
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