Hi everyone! I'm so happy to see you all come back. I'm excited to see those who are coming back, and I'm excited to see some new people come. Did you miss these stories? I did. Let's get started.
The story that I'm going to share, took place very long ago. I was a teenager, and I had a friend who lived the street over from me. We would hang out all of the time. We had countless sleepovers. This encounter took place a night where we had one of these sleepovers. This night, we had a few other friends with us. We decided to all sleep on the floor in the living room. She had this huge picture window that looked out over her porch and front yard. The sleepover was a ton of fun. We played card games, watched movies, talked about boys, and eventually we fell asleep. I found myself being awoken sometime in the middle of the night. We were all ly
ing next to each other in blankets. At first, I couldn't figure out why I was awake. I then saw a bright light shining in my eyes. I blinked my eyes open and looked toward the source. I found myself looking at the big picture window. What I saw, was the figure of someone standing in front of the window, shining a flashlight into the living room. The light swept from each sleeping form to another. I realized that this situation felt really wrong. I laid as still as I could, not wanting to alert whoever was outside, that someone was awake. It seemed like hours, but eventually, this person turned off the light and stepped away from the big picture window. I never did know if they tried to open the door and come in, or what else they could have wanted. But I will never forget the time that our sleepovers started to feel a bit less safe.
This second story takes place at the house I live in now with my family. It's well known to all of us here, that there are some supernatural goings on that happen in this house. They seem to happen in different areas and rooms, my animals clearly view things we can't see, and things happen that just can't be explained. One of the beings that's here, really likes to hang around in my oldest daughter's room. One night, the kids were all hanging out in her bedroom. She has a huge closet, and they built a fort in there. It was the cutest thing. While my three kids were all playing and having a good time, her closet doors all of a sudden shut with some force. Don and I heard their screams and them running out of her room. They all told us with very rushed sentences, what had happened. A couple of years later, I'm in the hallway (in between my son and daughter's room), and I'm talking to my son about something. My daughter was at her mother's house at this time. Her bedroom door was closed. While we're talking, we hear the sound of a door opening and closing. Him and I stop talking and stare at each other as we listen. After we get some courage, we open the door to find the room is still empty. No windows are open, no fan is on, and everything is as it should be.
Thank you so much for joining me this week. I'm excited for some more stories next week. Thanks everyone!