First, let me introduce myself. I was born in Phoenix, AZ, in 1994. I lost both my parents and my brother before I was 18 years old, after which I moved to Atlanta, Georgia, and I've been living alone ever since. I have a Bachelor's degree in Biomedical Engineering from the Georgia Institute of Technology, and I own several guns. I've always felt safe, because of how well-guarded I thought my house was. I mean, should somebody break into my house, I would have an arsenal of rifles, shotguns, and handguns with which to defend myself. That was my idea for years... Until, on December the 27th, something happened that freaked me out, really bad...
I got home from work at approximately 17:30 hours. I entered my house and went to the fridge, to scavenge for something to eat. I sat down with some cold pizza I hadn't eaten the day before, when I heard footsteps upstairs. As soon as that happened, I pulled out my handgun, and headed for the stairs. Just as I stepped on the second floor, I heard a loud noise coming from the bathroom. The door was open, but just as I was about to go in, it slammed shut. I reacted by opening it again almost simultaneously, after which I stormed into the bathroom, only to find nothing there. The window was closed, nothing was out of place. I looked for any animals that could've caused anything... Perhaps a cat that somehow got into my house, or a rat, or anything, really. Anything but a paranormal being. Of course, I didn't find anyone or anything. Neither did I understand what had happened at the moment. But, it wasn't just one incident. The footsteps continued, and more doors were closing in the middle of the night. After four days, the noises had stopped, and I decided to go see a psychiatrist. After almost two weeks of sessions, he concluded that my perception was not likely to have been altered by any mental illness whatsoever. I still think about how creeped out I was. Today, I'm no longer afraid, but cautious and on the lookout for new weird happenings within my house, as I now know that some things, can't be explained.
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