This story has to do with a creepy empty room next to my room. My room used to be a dining room and was attached to that creepy room, both rooms were empty for a while, then I took the dining room as my bedroom to escape from my sloppy little sister. My mom had french doors put up to separate the rooms. Later I got a bed, computer, and many stuffed animals in my room and that room got a television and couch. One day I was watching the movie Twister in that room and was reading a book, too, I fell asleep because books put me to sleep, then I woke up to the television off and the movie and book was gone, I found them in their original spots before I took them, so that made me confused.
Later that room became empty again and it was summer and got very warm in my room, that room is always cold so I opened the french doors to cool down my room, then something weird happened, I suddenly fell into a deep sleep and I would hear my name being whispered into my ear and wake up feeling wide awake and terrified with my heart pounding and a strange feeling in my chest, that kept happening until I closed the french doors, I don't really know why that happened when the doors were open.
Sometimes when I have my dog, Peanut, sleeping in my room with me, I would see her looking into that room and looked like she was watching something moving around in there, but when I looked I didn't see anything. Sometimes I would go in that room to put some stuff in there just to move them out of the way, like christmas decorations and donation stuff, and every time I go in that room it's freezing cold and creepily silent. Rarely, my little sister and I would hear a thud in there and find nothing there. My sister told me when she fell asleep in my room with those doors open, she would experience the same thing that happens to me when those doors are open.
When I went in there to move some empty boxes in there, I would hear the glass from the window cracking and would hear loud wind and wind chimes, which was what it sounded like when I was in that room when we were going through a hurricane and a tornado was coming, it's like repeating that same sound for some reason, I don't really know why that happens, my rat was also killed by my dog in that room. I think that room is probably creepy because of my worst memories take place there, but I don't know the exact reason.