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Posted by: RoYaL Statyk
My most creepy moment [it makes me tear up for some reason, creepy gets me like that somehow -wipes eyes- okay] was when i came home from school and grabbed a snack. then i went back to my couch and turned on the tv. and by the way, my couch is about 3 feet away from my basement door, which is connected to my kitchen, only seperated by a thin wall. so anyway, im sitting in the corner of the couch in a spot closest to the wall by the basement door. about 20-30 minutes after i sat down, i heard stomping up the basement stairs. okay, at this point, im losing it! my dad and bro dont get home til around 6-7, my mom doesnt get home til around 6, and my sister stayed after (i know, it figures, I WAS ALONE!). and NOT ONLY is it stomping, its worker boots-250lb MAN stomping up the stairs in a furious rage like someone just egged the basement, stomping! So im freaking out even more, cause i hear it getting louder, and i can pinpoint where every single step was on each stair.
But wait, it gets worse! as it nears the top of the staircase, in my head, im saying "Please! for the love of GOD, i made sure that door was closedI i swear, if it opens----" I was cut off when i heard the doorknob twist and door swing open (no it wasnt slow and creepy, i wont dramatize it. im saying EXACTLY what happened. for those of you who dont believe in ghosts, i wish you could've been there in my shoes to witness it...). At this point, i wasnt sure if i wanted to hear someone comes upstairs, or if i didnt want to incase it was a break-in. but no footsteps hit the hardwood floor of my kitchen after the door opened..... So after i checked my shorts, which were okay, about 2 minutes after, i grew the courage to get myself off that couch and to the kitchen. as im walking there, im thinking "Holy -blam!-, this thing could be following me or something!" and for some reason, i called my mom. i have no idea why when i look back on it... maybe for comfort?...
The Aftermath: well... the door was INFACT, open. and not only was it open, has anyone ever had that hardwood floor problem where the wood gets welted (?spellfailplz?) from moisture and the door begins to have trouble opening, so it scrapes against the floor?... well, my basement door had that issue, and the door was passed the point where it starts to scrape. so i peeked into the basement, and shut the door, walked back to the living room, and sat in complete paranoia til my family got home.
oh! and another creepy moment was when i was in the gym locker room leaning over to pick up my gym pants, and my friend stood behind me and put his hands on my hips. that was scary...
I would have crapped my pants. Thats freaking scary