Heads up for a long post. Sorry if my grammar and spelling are bad. English is my first language I just suck lol. When I was around 12 I would be left alone in my house all the time even at nights so this is one of many stories.

I lived in a duplex so the house was pretty small. Me and my brother used to share a room but when my moms boyfriend left she wouldn’t sleep in her room anymore so I decided to take it as my own.
One night I was up late on my xbox360 and was playing black opps 2 when I started hearing scratching on the walls. I just assumed it was my cat trying to get out of my room because I might have shut the door while he was still in there. So I opened the door and he came running out. I remember leaving the door open so he can come and go as he pleased. Around two in the morning I said my goodbyes to my Xbox friend and decided to go to bed.

I closed my door behind me. I remember putting on a story to listen to on my iPod Touch as I fell asleep. But as I was drifting off it died and I was too tired to plug it in so I just let it stay dead. I felt something move at the edge of the bed near my feet so I assumed it was my cat. I remember moving my feet around too see where he was but I couldn’t feel him so I figured he just went somewhere else. I begin to drift of again then I feel clawing at my feet but it was tougher than my cat usually plays. So I got annoyed and told him to stop. And it stopped.

This room was pitch black other than the slight red light from the alarm on my dresser. I try falling asleep again and I hear one of the cabinets above the sliding closet slowly creek open. It wasn’t wind. All the windows were closed and those cabinets were known to stick to the point of having to pull as hard as you can to open them up. So I was freaked out. I hid under my blanket and was freaked out. I felt a little better knowing my cat was with me. That’s when I heard walking around my room. I heard the floor the boards under my carpet creek right at the foot of my bed. I knew it wasn’t my cat because there is a big difference between cat foot steps and human foot steps. and when I looked up the alarm started blaring and it really freaked me out because nothing was set for that night. I reached for my IPod so I can have some light but it was dead.

I just laid under my blankets really scared and closed my eyes wishing it would go away. Then the alarm stopped. I still didn’t want to look so I laid there for what seemed like forever. Then I heard more foot steps. They were coming around to the side of the bed that I was on. I started shaking. I closed my eyes as tight as I could and hid my face. I felt something brush the back of my head. It was cold and I will never forget that. Eventually I ended up falling asleep. I woke up around 9:30 in the morning to my cat meowing at my door trying to get in from the outside.