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10 More Disturbing True Stories (Volume 2) - Mr. Nightmare · Crime and Horror

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  Speaker 1: I remember this just vaguely, since I was little at
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  Speaker 1: the time, maybe seven. In my old house, my room
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  Speaker 1: had its own floor. It wasn't even supposed to be
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  Speaker 1: a bedroom. It was more of an attachment to the attic,
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  Speaker 1: or a closet-type room. The people that owned the house
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  Speaker 1: before us used it as a playroom for their daughters.
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  Speaker 1: My room also had a huge closet door that was
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  Speaker 1: attached to the attic. The closet was elevated up so
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  Speaker 1: that you would have to climb a set of wooden
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  Speaker 1: stairs to get into it. It had a big sliding door.
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  Speaker 1: and it was completely packed with toys and other junk
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  Speaker 1: from my childhood. Since I was little at the time,
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  Speaker 1: I always got scared of being so separated from the
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  Speaker 1: rest of my family and having that huge closet in
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  Speaker 1: my room. Then there was this one night. I was
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  Speaker 1: laying in bed, afraid after watching a scary movie with
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  Speaker 1: my family. Then I heard the sound of a toy
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  Speaker 1: fall over up in the closet. I jumped out of
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  Speaker 1: my bed and ran to my parents' room. They told
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  Speaker 1: me there was no one in my closet. They saw
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  Speaker 1: how afraid I was, so they let me sleep in
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  Speaker 1: their room that night. The next night, I had kind
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  Speaker 1: of forgotten about it, until I heard it again. The
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  Speaker 1: sound of a container of Legos spilling out everywhere up
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  Speaker 1: in the closet. Again, I ran to my parents' room
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  Speaker 1: and told them about it. My dad was starting to
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  Speaker 1: grow impatient with me. He reluctantly agreed to let me
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  Speaker 1: sleep in their room again. The next day, me and
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  Speaker 1: my mom checked the closet, and there it was. A
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  Speaker 1: pile of Legos lay on the floor, spilled out of
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  Speaker 1: the container. I thought this was proof that somebody was
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  Speaker 1: in my closet, but my mom assured me that it
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  Speaker 1: simply fell over. That night, my dad locked his door.
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  Speaker 1: He said he was tired of my nonsense. I couldn't
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  Speaker 1: sleep that night. I lay there completely silent with my
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  Speaker 1: young boy imagination running, waiting for another sound to come
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  Speaker 1: from the closet. It was probably about an hour before
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  Speaker 1: it happened. It broke the silence. the sound of the
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  Speaker 1: closet door rolling open with force. The moonlight shining through
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  Speaker 1: my window illuminated the figure standing by my closet door.
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  Speaker 1: I let out the most horrific, ear-piercing scream you've ever
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  Speaker 1: heard as pure terror swept over my body, a feeling
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  Speaker 1: that I still remember today. The figure jumped down from
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  Speaker 1: the closet and ran out of my room and out
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  Speaker 1: the front door of my house. My mom ran up
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  Speaker 1: to my room in shock. as my dad ran downstairs
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  Speaker 1: trying to catch whoever it was, but he never did.
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  Speaker 1: The police never caught the man. When I was in
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  Speaker 1: 8th grade, I went on a school trip that was
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  Speaker 1: called the Louisiana Tour. It was mostly going around to
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  Speaker 1: significant sites in South Louisiana. One of the places we
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  Speaker 1: went to was Myrtles Plantation, which is considered to be
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  Speaker 1: one of the most haunted places in the country. There
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  Speaker 1: are all kinds of stories about the place, but at
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  Speaker 1: one point we were standing in a room as a
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  Speaker 1: part of a larger group, and the tour guide was
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  Speaker 1: talking about something. I don't remember what. As I'm standing there,
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  Speaker 1: I start to hear what sounds like someone hitting a
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  Speaker 1: piano key. After I heard it a couple times, I
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  Speaker 1: started to look around for the source of the sound.
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  Speaker 1: I didn't see a piano, but I kept hearing it,
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  Speaker 1: so I asked my friends who were standing near me
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  Speaker 1: if they heard it. They said no. When I heard
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  Speaker 1: it again, I said there it is again, they must
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  Speaker 1: have heard it. They thought I was crazy. So I
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  Speaker 1: went back to looking around the room. Everyone's eyes were
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  Speaker 1: on the tour guide except for one woman. She caught
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  Speaker 1: my eye and pointed at me and then at her
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  Speaker 1: ear with a questioning look. I realized she was asking
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  Speaker 1: if I heard it too and I nodded. At this
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  Speaker 1: point the tour guide starts telling a story about a
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  Speaker 1: soldier who had died there and that he played the
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  Speaker 1: piano and multiple guests had reported hearing him playing in
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  Speaker 1: the night. I honestly didn't know what to think. I
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  Speaker 1: guess I still don't. I talked to the woman as
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  Speaker 1: we were all leaving the room and she said she
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  Speaker 1: heard the exact same thing as me, but her husband
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  Speaker 1: and son had not heard it. It was near Halloween
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  Speaker 1: time when my friends and I were telling ghost stories.
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  Speaker 1: My friend said she was going to tell a story
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  Speaker 1: about her parents' first date. She said she didn't like
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  Speaker 1: telling stories since it was actually true, but we prodded
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  Speaker 1: her on. To cut to the chase, The parents had
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  Speaker 1: a nice, if awkward, first date, and around the time
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  Speaker 1: that they would have said goodnight, the male in the situation,
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  Speaker 1: who's my friend's dad, suggested that they go for a
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  Speaker 1: midnight hike up Provo Canyon. He apparently knew the place,
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  Speaker 1: since he had done a fair amount of rock climbing
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  Speaker 1: in the area. So the two drove up the mouth
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  Speaker 1: of the canyon, got out of their cars, and started
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  Speaker 1: hiking under just the light of the stars, since it
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  Speaker 1: was a new moon. At some point, the man starts
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  Speaker 1: getting a bad feeling. since the pathway ahead, which would
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  Speaker 1: pass under some trees, would be dark, and because it
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  Speaker 1: was getting quite late. He ignores the feeling and presses on.
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  Speaker 1: A minute later, the feeling came back to the man.
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  Speaker 1: He ignored it again and started walking a bit of
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  Speaker 1: the way into the trees when his foot hit something
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  Speaker 1: soft in the middle of the path. Under the trees,
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  Speaker 1: it was too dark to see just what this soft
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  Speaker 1: thing was, and the feeling came back stronger than ever.
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  Speaker 1: Instead of finding out what his foot had bumped into,
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  Speaker 1: he and the woman both agreed to hightail it out
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  Speaker 1: of there. Years later, after being married for some time,
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  Speaker 1: they were watching an interview with the serial killer Ted Bundy.
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  Speaker 1: In response to a question asking him to describe the
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  Speaker 1: time that he felt the closest to being caught, he
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  Speaker 1: explained about the night that he lured a girl into
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  Speaker 1: Provo Canyon and had just killed her when he heard
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  Speaker 1: some people coming up the trail. He explained how he
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  Speaker 1: hid in the trees just in time only to watch
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  Speaker 1: some guy walk right into the body and for some reason,
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  Speaker 1: Just turn around and walk away. My school's library is
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  Speaker 1: open until 2 in the morning for the idiots like
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  Speaker 1: me that don't do their essays until the last minute.
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  Speaker 1: It's a pretty small building and most of the books
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  Speaker 1: are in the basement area called the stacks. Just to
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  Speaker 1: give you a quick layout, there's the big main stairs
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  Speaker 1: that go down to the stacks, a vending machine room,
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  Speaker 1: and the long hallway with the four entrances into the stacks.
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  Speaker 1: The stacks are two really big rooms on opposite sides
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  Speaker 1: of the hallway with a huge amount of bookshelves and
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  Speaker 1: study desks lining the walls. I was there around 11pm
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  Speaker 1: last year. It was a pretty research intensive essay so
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  Speaker 1: I was down in the stacks working in one of
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  Speaker 1: the study desks so I didn't have to keep going
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  Speaker 1: upstairs and downstairs again. I had been there for maybe
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  Speaker 1: two hours and everyone except for a boy working a
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  Speaker 1: few desks down from me had already left. I was
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  Speaker 1: pretty zoned out by this point. It was an 8 a.m. class,
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  Speaker 1: so I didn't have much time until it was due,
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  Speaker 1: and I was sort of panicking. So it really pissed
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  Speaker 1: me off when I heard someone flipping through book pages
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  Speaker 1: really fast to make them do that loud whipping noise
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  Speaker 1: at the other end of the room. I sort of
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  Speaker 1: ignored it for a while, thinking they'd go away eventually,
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  Speaker 1: but they just kept doing it. After about five minutes,
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  Speaker 1: I got sick of it and started to walk over
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  Speaker 1: to tell them to knock it off. I get about
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  Speaker 1: three steps across the room, and it just stops. I
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  Speaker 1: sat back down and it was quiet again, only for
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  Speaker 1: like 10 minutes before the flipping pages noise started again,
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  Speaker 1: only loads louder, like they'd grabbed a huge book that time.
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  Speaker 1: The boy started to get pissed off too and he
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  Speaker 1: stood up and started walking around through the bookshelves trying
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  Speaker 1: to find them. It kept going so I got up
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  Speaker 1: too and started looking around with him. It got really
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  Speaker 1: loud and it was pretty obvious where it was coming
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  Speaker 1: from by that point so he started walking towards it.
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  Speaker 1: He was on one side of the shelves and I
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  Speaker 1: was on the other. We walked all the way down
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  Speaker 1: the shelves. No one there. We hadn't seen anyone come
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  Speaker 1: in the stacks and we were on the side of
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  Speaker 1: the room with the entrances. No way could anyone have
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  Speaker 1: come in without us seeing them. The noise stopped again
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  Speaker 1: and we both sort of just slowly walked back to
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  Speaker 1: our seats. I assumed it was just a fan or
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  Speaker 1: something in the other room and I really needed to
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  Speaker 1: get my essay done. We sat down and immediately the
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  Speaker 1: noises started again. It sounded like it was coming from
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  Speaker 1: right next to the guy's chair. He shoved his stuff
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  Speaker 1: in his bag, looked at me, said, fuck this, and
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  Speaker 1: took off. I was out of there maybe five seconds
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  Speaker 1: behind him. I still won't go back in the stacks
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  Speaker 1: at night, even when there's other people down there. This
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  Speaker 1: happened when I still had my fishing boat. It was
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  Speaker 1: a horrifying experience that will never leave us. Me and
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  Speaker 1: my wife departed from the east coast for our two-day
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  Speaker 1: fishing trip in the North Atlantic. The first day and
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  Speaker 1: night were normal. We got a decent catch. At night
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  Speaker 1: we played cards while listening to music. It was enjoyable
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  Speaker 1: up until the next night. After a slow day at sea,
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  Speaker 1: we were playing cards again inside. This night without the music.
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  Speaker 1: It was at that moment that we heard the sound
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  Speaker 1: of a boat motor. We rushed outside to see a
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  Speaker 1: man piloting a crappy old motorboat with absolutely no lights on.
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  Speaker 1: He had stopped directly in front of our bow. The
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  Speaker 1: man was middle-aged. He had a beard and a baseball
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  Speaker 1: cap on. I went up closer and asked him if
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  Speaker 1: he needed help. He asked us if we had any
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  Speaker 1: spare gasoline. I apologized and told him we didn't. I
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  Speaker 1: asked the man if he was low on fuel and
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  Speaker 1: if he needed a ride back to the shore, but
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  Speaker 1: he declined. He claimed he had plenty of gas, which
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  Speaker 1: brought an awkward silence as me and my wife wondered
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  Speaker 1: why he asked us for gas then. The silence started
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  Speaker 1: to creep me and my wife out, mostly because of
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  Speaker 1: the way he just blankly stared at me. The only
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  Speaker 1: reason I could see was because of the deck light
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  Speaker 1: in the front of our boat. Other than that, we
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  Speaker 1: were surrounded by dark The man finally broke the silence
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  Speaker 1: and asked us if we had a good catch that day.
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  Speaker 1: I told him we didn't, still trying to be polite,
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  Speaker 1: even though the situation was odd and creepy. I asked
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  Speaker 1: the man how he was getting around in the darkness,
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  Speaker 1: but all he gave me was a chuckle, as if
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  Speaker 1: I had made a joke. I figured he misheard me.
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  Speaker 1: He turned his little motorboat around, and the last thing
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  Speaker 1: he said to us was, Nice meeting you folks. He
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  Speaker 1: sailed off into the total blackness surrounding us. Me and
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  Speaker 1: my wife were completely weirded out. My wife told me
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  Speaker 1: she was afraid he was going to rob us. Being
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  Speaker 1: a fisher, you run into and make conversation with other
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  Speaker 1: sailors and fishers all the time, but I knew something
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  Speaker 1: about that guy was off. The fact that he came
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  Speaker 1: up to us so late at night so far from
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  Speaker 1: the shore and alone in that little motorboat, and the
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  Speaker 1: way he acted. We were both really uncomfortable, so I
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  Speaker 1: decided to turn out our lights and sail a bit
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  Speaker 1: north just to make sure the guy couldn't find us again.
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  Speaker 1: Call me paranoid. Later that night, probably around 2 in
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  Speaker 1: the morning, I woke up to the disturbing and ear-piercing
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  Speaker 1: scream of my wife. I shot out from my laying
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  Speaker 1: position to see a man standing at the edge of
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  Speaker 1: our bed, I lunged out of the bed towards the man,
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  Speaker 1: but he was out of the cabin before I could
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  Speaker 1: even get out of the room. I heard the sound
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  Speaker 1: of the same motorboat starting before speeding away into the
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  Speaker 1: darkness again. We sailed all the way back to the
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  Speaker 1: shore that night and reported the man right away. Of course,
• 11:33
  Speaker 1: nothing was ever heard of the topic again. We still
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  Speaker 1: have no idea what the man wanted or what he
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  Speaker 1: was planning on doing, but it still gives me nightmares
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  Speaker 1: to this day. The way my bedroom was laid out
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  Speaker 1: was that across the room from my bed, there's a
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  Speaker 1: small alcove that does not receive any light because of
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  Speaker 1: the closet that's slightly in front of it. So the
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  Speaker 1: closet blocks the ceiling light and the ambient light from
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  Speaker 1: outside when it's dark. I was in fourth year high
• 12:03
  Speaker 1: school and was trying to sleep but couldn't. You know
• 12:06
  Speaker 1: that feeling like someone's staring at you? I was feeling it.
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't shake it and it just felt like whatever
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  Speaker 1: was staring at me had such malicious intent in it
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  Speaker 1: I opened my eyes and my gaze was drawn to
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  Speaker 1: that dark corner of the room where I saw a
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  Speaker 1: hazy darker outline in it. I got goosebumps but thought
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  Speaker 1: that it was nothing there. I'm just imagining things. I
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  Speaker 1: closed my eyes again trying to force myself to get
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  Speaker 1: sleep but I can't shake that evil feeling stare. Then
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  Speaker 1: there was a creak sound. The sound from somebody putting
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  Speaker 1: pressure on the floor. I opened my eyes again and
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  Speaker 1: that shadow thing was in the opposite corner now. All
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  Speaker 1: my inner senses went ballistic and I threw my pillow
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  Speaker 1: and blanket over my head as I cried myself to sleep,
• 12:53
  Speaker 1: all while hoping that the thing wouldn't come closer. I
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  Speaker 1: know I didn't imagine or dream it, and it still
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  Speaker 1: sends chills down my spine to this day. It was
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  Speaker 1: the first time my family ever went camping together. I
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  Speaker 1: was 18 at the time. We probably wouldn't have gone
• 13:14
  Speaker 1: if it weren't for my brother and sister who were
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  Speaker 1: still only 11 and happened to be twins. It was
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  Speaker 1: mid-July and I was actually excited to do it. We
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  Speaker 1: drove all the way out to the country. We didn't
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  Speaker 1: go to a camping site. My dad just parked the
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  Speaker 1: car on the side of a quiet road and we
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  Speaker 1: hiked about a mile into the woods until we found
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  Speaker 1: a small clearing in the woods. We pitched our two tents,
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  Speaker 1: one for me and my siblings and one for my parents.
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  Speaker 1: So come nighttime, I couldn't sleep at all. Trying to
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  Speaker 1: fall asleep in that sleeping bag was like trying to
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  Speaker 1: fall asleep on the grass. I just couldn't get to sleep.
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  Speaker 1: I spun around and tried to make myself comfortable for hours.
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  Speaker 1: My little brother and sister had been asleep for a
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  Speaker 1: long time at that point, and then I heard the
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  Speaker 1: sound of the zipper to the tent zipping down. I
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  Speaker 1: looked up and saw someone poking their head into the tent.
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  Speaker 1: I couldn't see who it was. Dad? I whispered. Whoever
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  Speaker 1: it was removed their head from the inside of the tent. Dad?
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  Speaker 1: I said louder. Whoever it was quickly moved away from
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  Speaker 1: the tent, leaving it unzipped. I was so confused. I
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  Speaker 1: was sure it was my mom or dad just checking
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  Speaker 1: on me. So I crawled out of the tent and
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  Speaker 1: walked over to my parents' tent. I unzipped it and
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  Speaker 1: crawled inside. My parents were both in their sleeping bags.
• 14:36
  Speaker 1: I shook my dad until he woke up. I asked
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  Speaker 1: him if he had just checked on us. He said no.
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  Speaker 1: I got chills as he said it. I then woke
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  Speaker 1: up my mom hoping that it was her, but she
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  Speaker 1: groggily told me that she hadn't left the tent either.
• 14:50
  Speaker 1: I got goosebumps all over as I came to the
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  Speaker 1: realization that somebody actually came up to our tent, opened
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  Speaker 1: up the zipper, and peered inside. A stranger. For all
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  Speaker 1: I know, some sort of psycho. I couldn't even really
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  Speaker 1: tell if my parents took me seriously or not, or
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  Speaker 1: maybe I just but I do remember that I didn't
• 15:12
  Speaker 1: get a minute of sleep that night. My parents were
• 15:20
  Speaker 1: on their honeymoon to Key West. When they arrived at
• 15:23
  Speaker 1: the hotel to check in, they were told that the
• 15:26
  Speaker 1: room would be non-smoking. With my dad being a smoker,
• 15:29
  Speaker 1: they requested a different room. They got the room switch
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  Speaker 1: and went to their room. As they got off the elevator,
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  Speaker 1: the smell of fresh paint was overwhelming. Down the hall
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  Speaker 1: there was a painter with all necessary supplies laid out
• 15:41
  Speaker 1: around him as he was painting the wall. As my
• 15:44
  Speaker 1: parents walked past him, they casually greeted him, and the
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  Speaker 1: painter had absolutely no acknowledgement of their presence. Whatever. When
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  Speaker 1: they got to their room, the smell of paint was
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  Speaker 1: even worse in there. So bad it wasn't even bearable.
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  Speaker 1: So they decided to go to the front desk to
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  Speaker 1: change rooms. When they explained the situation... The attendant looked
• 16:04
  Speaker 1: very confused and informed them that there wasn't a scheduled
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  Speaker 1: paint job on that floor for that day, but agreed
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  Speaker 1: to change their room anyway. My parents go back to
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  Speaker 1: their floor to grab their luggage, and the painter is
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  Speaker 1: completely gone. All supplies cleaned up and gone within 10 minutes,
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  Speaker 1: and the smell of paint was completely gone. At this point,
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  Speaker 1: my parents were freaked out, but didn't think much of
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  Speaker 1: it and went to their new room. The next morning
• 16:30
  Speaker 1: on their way to breakfast, they overhear a tour guide
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  Speaker 1: talking to a group. My parents tuned in when the
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  Speaker 1: guide mentioned the floor that they were originally supposed to
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  Speaker 1: stay on. Apparently a long time ago, there was a
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  Speaker 1: painter on that floor painting and fell down the elevator
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  Speaker 1: shaft to his death. Now my parents don't normally believe
• 16:50
  Speaker 1: in the paranormal, but after an event like this that
• 16:52
  Speaker 1: they had no explanation for, it freaked them out a
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  Speaker 1: good bit. This story didn't happen to me, it happened
• 17:07
  Speaker 1: to my cousin, and yet it still freaks me out
• 17:09
  Speaker 1: thinking about it. This story is all too true. My
• 17:14
  Speaker 1: cousin Nicky was on Skype with his girlfriend Sam at
• 17:16
  Speaker 1: around 1 in the morning on a Friday night. She
• 17:19
  Speaker 1: was asking him to come over and stay the night,
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  Speaker 1: but he didn't really want to drive over that late.
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  Speaker 1: Sometime into the conversation, Nicky noticed the closet door behind
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  Speaker 1: Sam open a crack. Nicky pointed it out, and Sammy
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  Speaker 1: turned and looked at the closet. They both ended up
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  Speaker 1: ignoring it. It was probably another half hour into the
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  Speaker 1: conversation that the closet door creaked open even more. Nikki
• 17:42
  Speaker 1: spotted it again and told Sam that her little brother
• 17:44
  Speaker 1: must be hiding in the closet. She denied it and
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  Speaker 1: told him the window was open or something, so there
• 17:50
  Speaker 1: must have been a draft. It was about half an
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  Speaker 1: hour later that the closet door completely opened and somebody
• 17:56
  Speaker 1: stepped out of the closet and walked out of Sam's bedroom.
• 18:01
  Speaker 1: Sam didn't seem to notice. but Nikki got startled from
• 18:03
  Speaker 1: what he just saw. He told her that her little
• 18:06
  Speaker 1: brother was hiding in her closet, but what she said
• 18:09
  Speaker 1: next scared Nikki shitless. She told him that she was
• 18:12
  Speaker 1: home alone that night. Nikki started yelling at the screen
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  Speaker 1: for her to lock her door and call the police
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  Speaker 1: and that he would be over there as fast as
• 18:20
  Speaker 1: he could. Sam just started to understand the situation as
• 18:24
  Speaker 1: she turned and saw the closet door completely open. She
• 18:27
  Speaker 1: ran over to her doorway and let out a blood-curdling scream.
• 18:32
  Speaker 1: before slamming the door shut and locking it. Nicky drove
• 18:35
  Speaker 1: over as fast as he could while calling the police.
• 18:38
  Speaker 1: When he got there, the front door was left open,
• 18:40
  Speaker 1: so he ran into the house and to Sam's room.
• 18:43
  Speaker 1: He knocked on the door and told her it was him,
• 18:45
  Speaker 1: but she wouldn't answer. When the police finally arrived, they
• 18:49
  Speaker 1: busted open the door to find her curled up in
• 18:51
  Speaker 1: the corner of the room in shock. She later told
• 18:54
  Speaker 1: the police that she had seen somebody standing face to
• 18:57
  Speaker 1: face with her at the doorway before shutting the door.
• 19:10
  Speaker 1: It was a dark and stormy night, the kind of
• 19:13
  Speaker 1: stormy that I loved, thunder and lightning roaring, so I
• 19:16
  Speaker 1: was staying up late watching movies. I lived with my dad,
• 19:20
  Speaker 1: but he wasn't home that night. He was working nights. Anyway,
• 19:24
  Speaker 1: after I finished watching the movie Forrest Gump for the
• 19:26
  Speaker 1: hundredth time, I decided 2 a.m. was a good time
• 19:29
  Speaker 1: to get some shut-eye. I loved going to sleep during thunderstorms.
• 19:34
  Speaker 1: It was just enjoyable to listen to, but suddenly, I
• 19:37
  Speaker 1: heard the sound of something hitting my window. It wasn't
• 19:41
  Speaker 1: the sound of rain hitting the window, but in such
• 19:44
  Speaker 1: a big storm I didn't think much of it and
• 19:46
  Speaker 1: put my head back down. But a few seconds later,
• 19:49
  Speaker 1: the sound of rain hit the window. noise. Something hits
• 19:51
  Speaker 1: the window again. This time I made the sound out
• 19:55
  Speaker 1: to be a rock hitting the window. My heart started racing.
• 19:59
  Speaker 1: It couldn't be my dad. He would call if something
• 20:02
  Speaker 1: was wrong. Another rock hits the window. I found myself
• 20:07
  Speaker 1: glued to my bed. I didn't want to look out
• 20:10
  Speaker 1: the window. but whoever was outside surely knew I was
• 20:13
  Speaker 1: up there. I had just turned the TV off. They
• 20:16
  Speaker 1: could have seen the bright glare through the window. I
• 20:19
  Speaker 1: just decided if I ignored it, they would go away.
• 20:23
  Speaker 1: Another rock hit the window, and then another. It was
• 20:27
  Speaker 1: getting faster. The rain started to lighten up, and that's
• 20:31
  Speaker 1: when I heard the sound of a truck engine running
• 20:33
  Speaker 1: down in the street. A much louder thump to the
• 20:37
  Speaker 1: window was where I drew the line. I got out
• 20:40
  Speaker 1: of my bed planning to call the cops. I ran
• 20:42
  Speaker 1: down the stairs towards the phone, but as I passed
• 20:45
  Speaker 1: the front door, I saw something. Something through the glass
• 20:49
  Speaker 1: window at the top of the door. It was the
• 20:51
  Speaker 1: face of a person looking through to me. It seemed
• 20:55
  Speaker 1: like they had a smile on their face. I sprinted
• 20:58
  Speaker 1: to the kitchen and called the police. They said there
• 21:01
  Speaker 1: was an officer nearby and they should be there shortly.
• 21:04
  Speaker 1: Whoever was at the door started fiddling with the doorknob
• 21:07
  Speaker 1: and eventually ramming into it, trying to bust it open.
• 21:10
  Speaker 1: I grabbed a knife for protection and yelled that the
• 21:12
  Speaker 1: police were coming, before running back upstairs to my room.
• 21:16
  Speaker 1: After about a minute, the ramming to the door stopped
• 21:19
  Speaker 1: and there were no more rocks hitting my window. I
• 21:22
  Speaker 1: still didn't dare to look out the window, but I
• 21:24
  Speaker 1: remember hearing the sound of the truck drive off. A
• 21:27
  Speaker 1: few minutes later, I heard the sound of a police
• 21:29
  Speaker 1: siren outside, and moments later, the doorbell rang. I explained
• 21:33
  Speaker 1: everything to the officer. I described the face as best
• 21:36
  Speaker 1: as I could. Unfortunately, I couldn't provide him any information
• 21:40
  Speaker 1: about the vehicle if only I had looked out the window.
• 21:44
  Speaker 1: I still regret not taking a quick look. There was
• 21:48
  Speaker 1: never enough info for the police to catch these people.
• 21:51
  Speaker 1: Not sure if they had intention of robbing my house
• 21:54
  Speaker 1: or much worse. Thanks for watching!