So yeah this just happened right now and i got out of bed to narrate the experience before i'd forget x3 And yes this really just happened.
Almost half an hour ago i went to sleep. As usual, i made sure the room was dark because i prefer to sleep that way except for the little bit of red light that came from the mosquito repellant-thing. Kinda gives me a feeling of nostalgia.
So i laid down on my bed, covered myself up in my blanket with the fan on at it's lowest speed (which is still pretty fast though) As i tried to sleep i began to hear a strange noise, some sort of cracking noise. It was light at first but then i heard a loud one and it freaked me out a bit, then there was a pause.
I tried to sleep again (i was pretty sleepy) and there it was again, louder than before. Then again, the same as the previous. Now i was alert
(For the record, there's a good number of paranormal incidents that have happened in my house and at least one or two i've experienced myself. Also i'll admit, paranormal stuff scares me, a lot, yet, somehow, i managed to pull through tonight)
The noise had stopped for a while and i decided that if paranormal things exist then so would God and blah-blah-blah i'd be safe. I also tried to reach the conclusion that the cause of the noise was a rat outside or some thing like that. I was wrong.
I recited a few verses just to be safe. Like i said, paranormal stuff scares me.
Then, i heard it again. Not very loud this time, but soon it was. It started to sound more like something was being dragged across the glass desk in the room.
Now it was more frequent, and i heard the noise more often. I also felt colder on one side of my face, but i dismissed that to be caused by the fan.
I decided to ignore it and try to sleep. For a while the noise stopped, then it came at a low volume, but i ignored it.
Then suddenly i heard it again and this time it was at it's loudest, scaring the living firetruck out of me. I couldn't take it anymore and decided i should leave the room immediately.
As i got up and walked to the switch i decided running wasn't the option and whatever would happen, would happen. I turned on the switch in what, although looked like anger, was more like a bit of fear. I switched on the lights and all was clear
I walked towards the curtains where i suspected the noise came from. Half expecting to encounter the most horrific thing i had ever encountered, yet mostly hoping it would be a rat.
I pulled the curtains and nothing was there. There was just silence.
I then heard the noise again and this time it was right by the door and i saw it.
Imagine how stupid i felt when i realized that it was a plastic cheese wrapper that was causing the noise when the fan blew it across the floor.
So yeah this just happened right now and i got out of bed to narrate the experience before i'd forget x3
And yes this really just happened.
Almost half an hour ago i went to sleep. As usual, i made sure the room was dark because i prefer to sleep that way except for the little bit of red light that came from the mosquito repellant-thing. Kinda gives me a feeling of nostalgia.
So i laid down on my bed, covered myself up in my blanket with the fan on at it's lowest speed (which is still pretty fast though)
As i tried to sleep i began to hear a strange noise, some sort of cracking noise. It was light at first but then i heard a loud one and it freaked me out a bit, then there was a pause.
I tried to sleep again (i was pretty sleepy) and there it was again, louder than before. Then again, the same as the previous.
Now i was alert
(For the record, there's a good number of paranormal incidents that have happened in my house and at least one or two i've experienced myself. Also i'll admit, paranormal stuff scares me, a lot, yet, somehow, i managed to pull through tonight)
The noise had stopped for a while and i decided that if paranormal things exist then so would God and blah-blah-blah i'd be safe. I also tried to reach the conclusion that the cause of the noise was a rat outside or some thing like that. I was wrong.
I recited a few verses just to be safe. Like i said, paranormal stuff scares me.
Then, i heard it again. Not very loud this time, but soon it was. It started to sound more like something was being dragged across the glass desk in the room.
Now it was more frequent, and i heard the noise more often. I also felt colder on one side of my face, but i dismissed that to be caused by the fan.
I decided to ignore it and try to sleep. For a while the noise stopped, then it came at a low volume, but i ignored it.
Then suddenly i heard it again and this time it was at it's loudest, scaring the living firetruck out of me. I couldn't take it anymore and decided i should leave the room immediately.
As i got up and walked to the switch i decided running wasn't the option and whatever would happen, would happen. I turned on the switch in what, although looked like anger, was more like a bit of fear. I switched on the lights and all was clear
I walked towards the curtains where i suspected the noise came from. Half expecting to encounter the most horrific thing i had ever encountered, yet mostly hoping it would be a rat.
I pulled the curtains and nothing was there. There was just silence.
I then heard the noise again and this time it was right by the door and i saw it.
Imagine how stupid i felt when i realized that it was a plastic cheese wrapper that was causing the noise when the fan blew it across the floor.
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Edited by Lt.Random