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When I eventually fell asleep I had the most vivid dreams that felt extremely real of being in a trench somewhere during the Great War and hearing the constant banging of explosions and of artillery pieces firing. I woke up feeling extremely distressed and with a cold sweat. There was a banging noise which I assume must have been some metal roofing not affixed properly moving in the wind.
It felt so very real and I was completely overwhelmed with so many emotions and utterly terrified. In the morning I went downstairs for breakfast and saw a frame on the wall containing some photographs and a story about how the hotel was converted to a military hospital during World War I. I did not know anything about this before I arrived and before that night.
I had also not been reading anything about the war or had seen anything on television recently about it. I spent the remainder of the stay with one of my friends in another room. The oppressive atmosphere and general feeling of something wrong and frightening to me did not lift and my friend I stayed with was also afraid and was glad of me to stay with them in their room. Being nosey I pulled back the undergrowth to have a look and found a dead body. The local wildlife had also been dining well for a few days.
I called the police who told me to wait with the body until they arrived. Being in the middle of no-where it took a while for them to arrive and it got dark and I was just sat there in the dark with him for a long time. It turned out he had committed suicide.
For a long time afterward I had dreams about him and he would talk to me and not nice things. Mainly about how he was angry I had disturbed his resting place and he wanted me to kill myself. Probably just my imagination but all pretty disturbing at the time. We had not lost power. The living room light that we always leave on overnight had been turned off. The bathroom night light was removed and placed under the sink.
The computer had been unplugged, and the monitor cord was unplugged and neatly folded on the desk. All of the doors and windows in the house were unlocked, undamaged, and standing wide open. Our bedroom door was open, and the TV we always fall asleep to was turned off.
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Nothing was taken. Our cats were both hiding behind the refrigerator and stayed there for most of the next day. Whenever someone came and knocked at the door, our larger cat would start to growl and stare at the door from then on. She no longer does this after we moved. But of course, I always end up sleeping on the couch because Nick At Nite made me tried.
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So, one night I wake up to the prickly feeling. Like an instinct. Just bolted into a sitting position and stared out the front window. We lived in rural Georgia, so you can imagine the magnitude of trees. In perfect light cast from the moon, I see a silhouette of someone in this fucking tree. The family dog dashes to the window and is snarling into the glass. Dad grabs something defensive and darts outside with the dogs to beat the wax off the hot head.
I decide to sleep in my regular bedroom. I fill in my sister in as to what happened. Dad is making regular rounds in the house with a cup of coffee. I notice the man outside my window. From what I can see in the moonlight, he gives me a shush signal and runs away. Just turns around to run a straight line away. It was around 3am and I was in my room on my computer when I got a call from my sister.
I went to pick up and the call ended as soon as I reached the phone. I figured that she wanted to speak with me so I got up and went to her room. As soon as I reached her door, she started screaming that someone was in the room with her so I busted in and of course nobody was here. So I told her that she called me, she tell me that her phone is not in her room and that she was sleeping. Sure enough her phone is actually downstairs in her purse. Never managed to explain this one. It was during the war in London, and my dad was a baby.
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She was bombed out of her house and was staying with a friend. The friend had set her up in a room on the top floor. Anyway, she was taking my dad upstairs to bed when a figure materialised on the stairs telling her not to sleep in that room tonight. She quickly went back downstairs and told her friend that she, and my dad, were sleeping in the sitting room that night. Her friend was annoyed but agreed. They get picked up by a guy in pick up truck, who has them all sit in the back row with one of them holding the baby.
My grandmother was giving directions to their home from the highway, but the guy ignored her and went by their exit claiming he had to make a stop first. Eventually they come up to a farm, driver tells them to wait in the car and goes inside the house. Driver gets back into the truck, apologizes, and they get back on the highway and drive again in silence. They lived at that house for several years and luckily never saw either of them a second time.
Some ball or late-night party came around but she decided not to go, and ended up being home alone. She went to sleep but was awoken when she heard the front door unlock accompanied by some footsteps. She thought it was just her friends coming back home from the party-ball thing but kinda freaked out when the person s? She peeked out, kind of pretending to be asleep not wanting to get into any trouble, just let them take some weird pervy stuff, some jewelry maybe and stay safe.
Sometime around 2am I felt like I was being stared at, from the direction of the hallway. I looked up and I saw a shadow person looking at me.
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I sat up and stared back but I was terrified. We looked at each other for probably 5 seconds and then it turned and walked down the hall, a few seconds later I heard a loud crash. I was so scared I turned the tv to the Disney channel and stayed awake for as long as possible.
My mum was actually with me in the same room as we had only just moved in and she was sleeping on the floor. I look up and the door slowly creeks open and slowly an oldish women peers around the door looks at me and goes away. I just thought I was in a nightmare and turned around real fast and went under the covers, hoping I would wake up.