It was dark out. My older brother and me were home alone and our dad was out for a few hours. We were just sitting on the couch watching tv. We saw a big blue light coming from the top of the house and a noise that what seemed to sound like a votlage shock or some sort of buzzing noise. We went to check it out. My brother walked outside to look at it and i was just peeking my head outside the door to the garage. We saw it again. But my brother didn’t discribe it very well. So, we walked back inside and on our way back to the couch i noticed that our backdoor was slid open about 5 inches or so. I was really spooked because i was 100% sure that i closed it when i let my dog in from the backyard just a little earlyer. I closed it and locked it hoping nothing eles would happen or come into the house. I called my dad to come home and check it out. After that, my brother and i sat down and watched more tv. Once we started to settle down we heard the back door start to rattle as if someone were tring to break in. The second my brother and i looked over at the door it stopped. My dad pulled into the driveway. We told him all that happend and he went to the backyard to check. He saw nothing.(Dear reader, even while i was typing up this story somthing weird happened. sitting on the hutch behind me is a christmas neckelace that lights up. It’s been sitting there forever and never lit up. I thoughtit was broken but i left it sit there. But a few minutes ago, i felt the weird erge to look behind me. Maybe somthing was there and i felt its presence. But when i turned around, the christmas neckelace was lit up like it was brand new. I went to turn it off and i cant stop thinking of it.)
If you think thats the end of it your wrong. Another night about, oh i dont know… a month after that happened, my brother, me, and our friend were hanging out in our garage. Again it was dark out and there was no one home but us three. We were laughing having a good time until we heard a soft but undeniable knock on the side of the garage. We sort of ignored it the first time. But it would go on and off, on and off. you could hear it when we talked but when we stopped to listen, it stopped too. we told our dad and his girlfriend and she told us she had heard it too one night. A few days earlyer, she had been sleeping on the couch one night (im not sure why). But, she said that in the middle of the night she heard the same knocking.
Wait, thats not it. My brother says that one night he came upstairs (he sleeps in the basement) and everyone was asleep but me. (i was on the computer) but he didnt notice me. He went to use the bathroom and he swore he heard some sort of whisper/wind like sound that may or may have not said his name. then he checked outside to see if the wind was blowing and there was nothing.
Another thing that happened to my brother two nights ago is that one time he came from football practice and went to his room and put on reguler clothes. on his way back up the stairs he felt a sharp pain on his back. he went to look in the mirror and saw a big scratch on his back and its still there now. and its not from practice because he wearsoft pads over that area of his back.
Its actually kind of funny because all of these stories have one thing in common that i noticed… none of these things happen to my dad…(Dear reader, my brother and i think that some of these couincedences might have been our mother trying to contact us. She died 7 years ago. we miss you mom just incase your reading this.)