Post by Primemovermithrax Pejorative on Apr 6, 2018 18:03:59 GMT
). Some terrible experiences we can have in the dark… When I was really young, I was sleeping downstairs by the fireside one night in October when I woke up in the middle of the night—a little later than midnight, maybe. I went and put another log on the fire and then heard a loud bang outside. I pretty much froze right then and there and waited, and I heard someone stomping with heavy boots on my porch. Scared me half to death. I took a few moments, recollected myself, and finally got up enough courage to go and look—and there was no one there. It’s not anything supernatural, as anyone could have run away, but I still don’t know who it was. I ran upstairs and woke up my parents; my father went and checked outside, but there was no one around. So I don’t know what these things are you hear in the night, but everything just gets creepier. I wish I found out who it was stomping with boots at midnight—maybe neighborhood kids or something, playing pranks?
I remember another spooky thing--it snowed, and the following morning I looked out and saw footprints in the backyard, leading around the edge of the back fence and right up to the back door of the house. That was creepy.