I can't sleep in my room anymore

May 10, 2011 by guest

The title of the story is very macabre, but is very fitting. Since about summer 2005 when I moved bedrooms from my tiny, poky closet of a room into what was the spare room, my life has been plagued by a noisy and angry presence.

The first thing I noticed was the night i first slept in my new room because I heard my drum sticks rolling around the floor just next to my bed. This used to happen quite a lot as I would sometimes sleep with my windows open and i always place my sticks precariously on my snare drum, but this time, the drum sticks rolled back again and did this twice. When I woke up the next morning the sticks were all over the floor and one was on my bed.

This became a common occurrence, and things only got more violent. I was woken up about a month later at 3am, I know because I woke up staring at my alarm clock, by a very large bang coming from my ceiling. My mum and dad came in only to find me cowering in my bed staring up at the ceiling. We all went up to the attic and found nothing that could make the noise, and then the noises moved to directly below me and got louder. The floor shook. I slept down stairs that night.

All was quiet till the Christmas holidays, which I had my girlfriend staying for the week in my room. One night we both saw her bag and clothes, which were in the corner, moving of their own accord and they proceeded to slide over to us and stopped in the centre of my floor. She left my house the next day and left me a week after that, as she was having nightmares over what she had seen. This got me angry and i shouted at the spirit till I was red in the face and demanded it show itself and leave me alone (my language may have been more blue than that), when I got no reply I deduced it had left. That night was the worst, with my chairs, books and clothes all moving all over the room, my entire bookcase was upturned and my foot was crushed. After this is left the room, but not before being pushed violently from behind which left me bruised with a hand print that has 3 fingers.

Just last week, my room was, again, the scene of activity, which I have pictures of, when a book flew across the room at me and banging came from all 4 walls. I have never seen anything but I heard the sound of breathing, deep and heavy, after I batted the book away from my face. I now sleep downstairs and haven't been in my room since. I now sleep downstairs permanently and I fear the ghost is haunting me as things are starting to happen down here now. I heard breathing again and am terrified to sleep.

By: Zagreus.