|Silence??? (standard:Ghost stories, 644 words)|
|Author: Yukon||Added: Apr 21 2005||Views/Reads: 2500/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Have you ever been thought you heard someone call you name only to find you are the only one home?|
Silence??? By Yukon Nobody ever believes me when I tell them this story, and until recently I had trouble believing it as well. But I swear that it is true. I am a sceptic. I do not believe in some one being able to predict you future with some strange cards, or a magic ball. And I didn't believe in ghost. Until April 19th 1998. I'm not trying to rip off the recent movie release White Noise, but their theory on electronic voice phenomena is the only thing that can describe what I've heard. I can't remember the reason why the rest of my family had gone away for the weekend, possibly down the beach, and had left me and our dog at home. But I will never forget being woken in the middle of the night by something that isn't supposed to exist. Saturday had been what I guess you would call a normal day. I got up around eleven in the morning, had breakfast, and spent the rest of the day lying in front of the TV. Around seven in the evening I got off the couch and went hang out at a friends place, was home by midnight, and asleep not long after. I have no recollection of what I dreamt about that night, obviously nothing special, but I do remember waking up being sure I had been told to let the dog go outside. Still half asleep I went down stairs and walked into the living room and saw that Red, the dog, was sound asleep on the couch. It wasn't until this time that I came to realise that I was the only one home, and Red still hadn't woken up. At the time I didn't think anything of it and went back to bed, convincing myself that I had imagined it. Just as I was going to sleep for the second time that night I clearly heard some one call my name. It wasn't an urgent, or even scary sound, it just sounded like some one gently trying to get my attention. After hearing it for the second time, there was no doubt that who ever it was had my attention. Describing what I felt a terror is probably going too far, but I can safely say that if I hadn't gone to the bathroom just before going back to bed I would have had to of change my shorts. After hearing my name for a third time I grabbed my hockey stick and turned on every light as I went down stairs. If some one was in the house and was trying to scare me, they were sure going to get on hell of a beating. No one wakes me up in the middle of the night for no reason with out paying the price. After I checked the rest of the house I finally reached the living room. This time Red was not asleep. She came to greet me as I walked through the door, and was definitely spooked by something. Her hair was on end and as I moved towards the backdoor she didn't leave my side. As I turned on the back lights I half expected, half hoped to see one or more of my friend rolling around laughing. Nothing. Out side was exactly the same as it was when I had gotten up that morning, and the same as when I had gone to bed that night. Over the next hour I managed to calm myself down and eventually went back to sleep. The next morning I was still a little freaked out but had managed to convince myself I had just imagined it. Wanting a change from watching TV I went to turn the radio in the living room on. But it was already on; just the volume had been turned down. Tweet
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