What Was That - Alternative View

What Was That - Alternative View
What Was That - Alternative View

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Video: What Was That - Alternative View
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When I was little, an incident happened to me, remembering which I am still scared …

Often on weekends I stayed with my grandmother, I liked that she did not forbid anything. It was always fun and tasty (here the author caught a little nostalgia). My grandmother's house was old, and, as far as I remember, stood on the ashes of a much older dwelling. I still don’t know the details … In general, this is a small old house with the only drawback - the floors are creaky.

Every time I stayed with my grandmother, she laid for me in the back room, while she slept in the living room. And she categorically forbade walking around the house at nightfall. Like, it’s dark, I’ll hit and much more … Then I thought it was strange. Now I understand everything …

It happened on that unfortunate day that I had to spend the night in the living room with my grandmother. She was very nervous … Night fell, we lay down on the sofa, but, you know, sleep somehow did not go … There was a feeling of someone else's presence. Grandma, me and … Someone else.

Then I heard a creak. Floor boards creaked … Painfully familiar sound. Someone was walking around the house. WHO? Grandma slept next to me. At first, the sound was heard in the hallway, as if someone was marking time. Then the steps began to approach … Yes, steps. I heard them perfectly. The creak was heard closer and closer, something almost got to the sofa where we slept.

Believe it or not, then I had no idea waking my grandmother. My head did not understand from fear … The night visitor stopped a meter from the bed, it seemed to me that he was hanging over us … I could not even move from fear!

After a couple of minutes, steps were heard back into the hallway, the creak began to recede … I gathered all the courage that an 8-year-old boy had and looked out into the corridor … Someone was standing with his back to me, almost to the ceiling. I continued to look … Suddenly he (it, she) began to turn his head in my direction … I hid behind my grandmother and immediately heard steps directed in my direction! Did he notice me? I held my breath, it seemed that I could hear my heartbeat …

A minute, two … Complete silence. Either this someone is standing still, or he has disappeared. But how could he disappear without a sound ?!

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Listening, I myself did not notice how I fell asleep. Naturally, in the morning I told my grandmother everything. To which I heard, they say, I dreamed everything, I invent and nothing happened. However, I still remember that nervous look of my grandmother, directed somewhere under the floor of the house …

I grew up a long time ago, my grandmother became very old, but she still remembers that day and prefers not to talk about it …

I still do not know what kind of creature then became our guest. Maybe it's for the best …