I have many stories regarding the house that I grew up in. This story is a recent one and it happened to my sons, my nephew and myself.
There have always been strange happenings in my childhood home, the occurrences slowed when I came into adulthood but began again once my children, niece and nephews were born. This latest occurrence happened this past march when I took my children to CO. For spring break to visit the family. There are three entities that are in my parents' house, I am not sure which one this story is about but it certainly startled me.
My dad has a drum set that is set up in the kids playroom in the basement. (If you read my earlier posts you will find that the basement is a little on the eerie side) My dad also has a guest bedroom in the basement, so when we visit this is where we get to stay.
The boys had decided to settle down for the night and went to the guest room to prepare for bed, when I came down they were asleep. I changed for bed and lay down. It had been a long day and I was exhausted. All of a sudden I could hear a steady beat coming from the base drum that was located just outside of the room in which I was staying. I got up and opened the door and the sound stopped. I flipped on the light and there was no one there and there was nothing that could have possibly been causing the drum to make this sound. I closed the door and just as soon as I climbed into bed it started again. It wasn't loud; it was just a soft, steady beat of the drum. I fell asleep to the sound of this drum after quite some time.
When the boys woke the next morning, my nephew asked me if I had heard anything strange when I came to bed. I proceeded to ask him why and he stated that when he was trying to fall asleep that he could hear a drum playing.
This happened the first, second and third night that I was at my mom's. I decided to sleep with the door open on the fourth night and the drum never made a sound.
Thank you for reading my story