Around 2 years ago when I was in first year of High School my Grandpa, Uncle and Aunty decided to take my sister and I to Barbados for our holidays, we had only ever been to Cyprus before so we were excited about going to a different country.
We arrived at the airport around 6pm and it was still daylight, so when we got the taxi back to the hotel we decided to go check out the room and then go down to the pool for an hour or so then go for a meal.
When we were at the pool it was very quiet there was only about 4 or 5 people in the pool, we then went inside to our rooms to get changed and ready to go out for a meal. We had already laid clothes out on the bed for us so we didn't have to rummage through our suitcases but when we went inside our rooms all our suitcases had been zipped up and the clothes that were on our bed had been put away, I didn't say anything to anyone about it as I just thought the Maid had been in to tidy the rooms.
We returned from our meal that night around 10 or 11pm my sister and I sat in the bar watching the movies that the bartender would put on for us and my Grandpa, Aunty and Uncle would sit in the lobby talking to other people that were staying in the hotel, we then returned to our rooms around 1am to find that our suitcases had been opened and tipped about the place, the beds were a mess and the volume on the TV was up full, after we tidied everything up and rested in our beds my grandpa went down stairs to complain to the manager, after the manager had apologized and what not my grandpa returned to his bed.
The next morning we awoke to find that all the windows in the room had been opened and there were no covers on any of our beds, this creeped us out more at the fact that the door was still locked, we spent the rest of that morning looking for our bed sheets and still couldn't find them. While my Grandpa, Auntie and Uncle were in complaining once again to the manager my sister and I were in the pool talking to some friends we had made.
This next bit may not seem so believable but trust me; if you were there it would have scarred you for life.
One of our friends Dominic pointed up to our room window in the hotel and said with short breaths 'who is that?!' My sister and I flung our heads round to the balcony outside our hotel room to see a man standing on top of the banister, we couldn't see who it actually was because it seemed more like a black shadow rather than an actual man, and It was too thin to be my grandpa and to small to be my uncle, we seemed to be the only ones that noticed as the man jumped from the balcony and fell, we ran straight into the reception and shouted it at my grandpa we ran up to our rooms to find our hotel rooms wrecked completely even though the door was locked and when we looked out the window we didn't see anything on the ground such as the man that jumped off.
Does anybody know what this might be?