This happened when I was I'm 18 now. I can't recall the exact time but I believe it was midnight. My parents and little brother were already asleep. My sister had slept over our grandmas this particular night. I was alone in our room. My parent's room is on the other side of the house. Our house isn't that big but it's a pretty good distance from my room to my parent's room.
I remember washing my face, brushing my teeth, and getting ready for bed. I had my radio on low and was listing to some rock music. As I was getting ready to turn off the radio I heard someone trying to open my door. I looked and could clearly see the handle moving. I looked at the handle in a confusing way because it looked like someone was struggling to open it. I don't have a lock on my door to begin with. After a while it seemed like whoever was on the other side had giving up. I then felt this really strong pressure on my chest and it felt like time had stopped and all I could make out was the door in front of me. Everything around me seemed to blur. It started out gradually and then went out of control; someone was on the other side of my door clawing at it from the bottom half. My door was shaking violently it seemed like it was going to break off its hinges. It was an ugly terrifying sound. I actually thought they were shredding my door with their finger nails. I was dumbfounded I couldn't breathe, think, I simple wasn't functioning. My whole world felt as if it was crashing down on me. After I came out of my shock I was panicking and frightened. The first thing that I thought about was to blast my radio. I called out for help but not even I could hear myself or the radio. No one came to save me.
I don't remember what actually happened next, but I woke up the next morning on my bed with the light on. When I went to my parents room and told them what had occurred the night before. They told me they hadn't heard anything. They slept peaceful that night, while I felt it was the end for me.
Has anything like this happened to anyone? To this day it still doesn't make any sense. But I'm positive it was not a dream.
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