I was really exhausted. I had gone antique shopping with my Mom and her 2 best friends and we had just come home. They were unpacking the car, and I went to crash on the couch, kick back, and watch some TV. I clicked the on button. When I sat down, I heard a stretching sound. It sounding almost like... A creaking sound. I suspected it was the garage mechanisms on the ceiling. Although they were not in any use, it couldn't have been them. But my eyes quickly caught onto the styrofoam square covering the cutout in the ceiling that lead to the attic. I saw it partially open, and slowly closing. I almost died. I couldn't breathe. I ran out of that room SO fast, and QUICKLY closed, and locked, the door. I quickly grabbed my Mom's arm and whispered: We need to get out of the house, NOW! There is someone IN the attic! She and her friends got the gun and the phone (for the need of police) and went into the garage. I was scared out of my socks.
They checked both openings to the attic, and found no sign of life. Nothing at all. My Mom's friend (Heather) suggested it was the pressure from the door, when we opened it. But it was never closed. The front door had been closed, but I opened it long before the attic opening had opened. AND, it made a weird creaking noise that only stopped when I found its source by just looking at it. This happened a few times again not long after.
On a side note, I have heard this creaking sound before, in my bedroom. I was sleeping and woke up to hear a buzzing sound. I thought it was the fan. Then I thought it was the modem. But I slowly traced the sound to coming from behind my small cushioned chair in the corner. I ran out of the room and slept elsewhere.
So, again, please explain. Thanks.