This happened to my family about six years ago, we had just
moved to New Zealand from Russia and this was our second house.
We didn't start noticing anything until about two months later when the 'noises' began.
At night when we all went to bed the creaking noises began,
exactly like the noise a staircase makes when to trample
down it, a very old staircase. The only problem was we
didn't have a staircase!
I know that at night the houses start cooling down and make
loud clanking and clattering sounds. But these sounds were
out of the ordinary, They were more like loud screeching
sounds! Most of my family slept through it but I could never
get to sleep after it happened and when I told my mum or dad
or even my sister, they just said "I was imagining things"
and "exagerating".
Later on, at night seperate rooms in the house went really
cold, colder than average, it was freezing!!! I know this
because one of the rooms was mine. My room was supposed to
be the warmest in the house, day and night, from the way it
was facing. But the room was so cold I would sleep in my
sisters room (we didn't have a radiator at the time because
it was mid-summer).
Then the strangest thing happened, about 5 weeks after we
moved in. Every night before my dad went to bed he would
check all the door and windows, the front door had two locks
and he would check them very carefully. That night was like
every other night, my dad checked all the locks (this was
important because he had a large amount of savings stashed
away in a briefcase) and we went to bed. Once again I could
hear the familiar sounds of our invisible 'stairs'
screeching and my room became very chilly, luckily it was
winter and we bought radiators and extra blankets so i could
hardly feel the sudden drop in temperature.
That night my dad woke up to a loud rattling and banging
noise. He carefully walked to the front door. All the locks
were undone and the door was wide open. He closed it turned
the lights in the living room and with hesitation went to
bed ready to deal with it in the morning.
There was no explanation for it, the locks were all closed
the door was closed, nothing was missing and no one had a
sleep walking problem or anything like that.
A few nights later it happened again but the door was only
slightly open. I guess my parents decided it was more than
enough and started looking for a house straight away. Well
we found one and thats where we are living today, everything
is great and there have been no encounters with 'anything'.
I didn't find out about the incidents with the door until I
was 12 years old, my family didn't want to scare me. Now I'm
13 and I sure don't want any more 'encounters'!!
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