For this story to make sense I need to describe something to you so bear with me. In my room I sleep on my couch which is directly across from my doorway. I say doorway because I don't have a door, so keep that in mind.
I'm back again and this time it's got nothing to do with an Ouija Board. Anyways, a few years ago is when I started to experience things. So the first thing that I experienced (on my own) was knocking. I was in my room, asleep, and suddenly woke up around two in the morning. I looked at my clock and was like "Why in the world am I awake"? I was all confused. That's when I heard it. Someone knocked at my doorway. I looked and no one was there. I was still half asleep so I called out "Come in".
The coldest breeze I have ever felt swept over me. I live in New England so we've had some bad weather before, but this was awful. The weirdest part... It was summer! So anyways, I started to shiver so I called out "Hello"? At this point my mind is catching up with my surroundings so I started to think that it was my brother playing tricks on me. He lives right across the hall so it's possible that he knocked and then retreated into his room.
I went across the hall, fully intending to yell at him, and find him sound asleep. I was so confused. I stood there for a second, dumbfounded, before going back into my room. I get in there and the temperature had dropped at least 5 degrees. I was like "Whoa". Then I got scared because if it wasn't Tyler then was it really a ghost? After a while I figured that it had to be a ghost because it knocked on air so...!
Anyways the phantom knocker struck again this morning. It was 4:00 and I snapped awake. I was so mad because I have school today (I'm typing this during my computer class...shhhh).
Then I hear two sharp knocks at my doorway again and this time I said "You can't come in". I did not want my room to be any colder then it already is. The thing knocked again so I told it to go away. Then it gave me a heart attack because it knocked on my window, which is right next to my head. I almost fell off of my couch in fear, it was all I could do to stop myself from screaming. I was petrified.
Whatever it is really wanted to come in, but I said no again and I haven't heard a knock since. It was just weird that after a few years it just randomly comes back. Oh well it didn't do me any harm, thankfully unless you count making me grumpy from lack of sleep.
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Anyways it doesn't knock that often. In fact this is the first time that I've heard it knock in a year. Again I don't think that it's me because the first time this happened I didn't even know about ghosts. I was only 10!