- RECON828
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Back when I was about eleven, or twelve, I had one of those high-up metal beds. It squeaked every time I moved around on it, and you had to climb a ladder to get up there.
One night I was still awake and facing away from the door towards the wall when I heard something slowly climb up the ladder and felt something pressure the mattress down right next to my foot.
I was so scared I didn't move and pretended to be asleep. It stayed for about three minutes, then I heard it climb back down the ladder. In the spur of the moment, I turned over real quick to see what it was, but I didn't see anything. It's possible I left it too late.