On Hardwood Floor

I've moved into this house 3 months ago. My family and me all like it here. And of course first thing my mum asks is, "Do you think it's haunted?" Since I was a little girl, I've been seeing things I couldn't explain. I don't see them often, but I can say that I'm used to them by now. I'm now 21 and still very interested in the paranormal. My mum believes in the paranormal, but she doesn't like to admit it, so she always tries to debunk my experiences.

Anyway, I can't say there's anything wrong with this house, but I can't say there isn't either. Everything seemed calm until about a month ago. My room always feels... Crowded. Like when you can feel someone watching you, when you just know that there's someone or something in the room with you. Well like I said, I'm used to it, so I just ignore it.

Before I continue, let me ask. Have you ever heard the sound a dog makes when it's walking on hardwood floor? Well if you don't, it's like scratching, but multiple scratching sounds at once because of it's nails. With that said, I usually go to sleep around 4 am. At night is when I really have time to myself. So I stay up late a lot.

One night, just like any other, I got tired at around 4 and was getting ready to go to bed. My bed wasn't against any wall except for the back post; a bed right smack in the middle of a room is just creepy. So I got into bed, and turned off my lamp. I was getting comfortable, when I heard that same sound I talked about. It started on one side of my bed, and went around to the other. I followed it with my eyes even though I couldn't see anything in the dark. I thought about my dog immediately, but there was no way he could be in my room at 4am. Plus, I close my door every night. I turned on my lamp, and went to sleep.

The next day I told my mum what happened, and like every time, she tried to debunk it. She said that it was her. That she saw my lamp was on so she walked in my room to turn it off. But obviously it wasn't her because she would have come in after I heard the scratching, since that was the reason why I turned on my lamp.

I don't know what it was I heard, but I'm glad it didn't jump in bed with me and just stayed there. My bed is not against a wall in the corner, and I hope I don't hear it again, even if it is just a friendly ghost dog.