The real story that happened to me. I will share with you, the main thing is that my wife does not know about it …
We live in a small town, work with my wife in shifts. And thank God we do not coincide, otherwise who will stay with his son. But this is all lyrics …
We just moved to another rented apartment, my wife had a night shift. The son was small, often slept with me or my wife, in fact, it happened this time too …
Without water - in the middle of the night I woke up from the sounds, as if someone was stomping with small feet in the next room. The first thought - the son woke up and wandered off to his room. But why? I gently stretched out my hand … No, my son was sleeping quietly next to me.
Again. Like a child walks. No voices, squeaks or anything else … Just steps.
A proverb creaked. There is no doubt that someone is there. A few more steps, and then … The sound of a blow and silence. As if, I do not know, someone crashed.
Until the morning I did not close my eyes. Rather, he was afraid for his son. God knows what it could be …
In the morning I calmed down a little, I even began to think that nothing mystical had happened that night. Neighbors walk or something.
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Just … On the night of the same day, I woke up again from these sounds. He sat down on the bed, began to listen: Exactly the same steps in the next room, and then - a blow. One to one.
Did not take it. I got up and walked carefully into the next room. Looking there, I saw absolutely nothing, still … I decided that in the morning I would ask the locals what it could be.
One of the old residents told me a rather sad story … For several years a young couple lived in this apartment together with a 3-4 year old baby. Unlike us, their child was sometimes left alone … In general, no one knows how it happened, but the kid did not keep his balance during the game and fell. Head to the corner of the closet … Didn't survive.
After that they tried to sell, rent, exchange the apartment … All to no avail. New tenants moved out after a couple of days.
I told my wife that I had found a better option. We moved out. But I became such a child that I secretly ordered a cleansing ceremony in the church, and I myself go and light candles for the repose … Until now.