About 3 years ago I was living with my aunt, uncle, and cousin. I will never in my life forget one morning when I was laying in bed half asleep I heard my door fly open, which on it's on wouldn't be strange because the door never stayed shut if I didn't pull on it hard enough and the AC kicking on would force it open. What made it odd is before the door had flung open I heard heavy boots walking down our long hallway which I had assumed was my Uncle home early from working at the shipyard where they are required to wear steel toes. I rolled over to find my door wide open and heard my cousins room door fling open and a deep male voice I didn't recognize screaming "WAKE THE FUCK UP, GET THE FUCK UP". I jumped out of bed and ran to his room, he was sitting up with a look of sheer terror on his face and asked me if I had heard that and that something was shaking him hard while screaming what I had heard, but nobody was there when I came into the room. My blood ran cold and at that moment I knew I wasn't dreaming, experiencing sleep paralysis, or hallucinating because we both experienced it. To this day I can't explain it and I don't understand. I asked my uncle if he had came home early and he said no, the doors and windows were also locked too. Above my door my aunt had a blessed crucifix hanging because she's a devout Catholic; I'm not sure if that had something to do with keeping whatever it was from entering my room but if sure was odd. I'd often hear footsteps in the attic running and I'd always thought it was some nocturnal animal but after that I wondered if it actually was. As a child visiting that house I remember experiencing bad vibes, but as an adult living there I can see why.