I've always known that there was something wrong going on inside my house, but I never knew if it was just my imagination, or if everything was true. That was until last week, when I got home from my vacation in South Carolina. It was a long drive, so when I finally got home with my sister, mom, and stepfather, I was exhausted. I went up to my room and immediately got a chill and felt like I was being watched. Looking around, I tried ignoring everything. I got into bed at around two twenty in the morning and fell asleep.
I woke up, feeling a shock through my body. I was still in bed and my arms were over my head. I kept trying to sleep, but suddenly I got the weirdest feeling that something was trying to get into my head. My brain felt like it got stabbed, it hurt really badly. I felt something talking to me in my head, it wasn't anything I've ever heard, it was screaming at me to get out. My eyes shot open and I felt a little tug on my arms, I closed my eyes, hoping that I was just feeling things. The tug turned into pulling, and I saw my bed was moving. I tried screaming, opening my mouth, but I couldn't, something was telling me not to scream. I felt a vibration on my arms and it slowly slipped down to the rest of my body. I looked down, seeing the sheets move. I froze. The vibrating disappeared and I could finally move. I freaked out and ran to my mother's room, wanting to tell her. In shock, I couldn't talk, and then I started crying so much and screaming. My mother took me into my room and I stopped at the door, falling to the ground and was hysterical crying. I couldn't go back into my room. She grabbed my arm and sat me on my bed, begging me to explain. Since I couldn't talk through the tears, she made me sleep in my sister's room, even though I couldn't sleep. It was around three o'clock in the morning and I still wasn't sleeping
The next morning, my sister asked me what happened, as I explained it to her, I almost started crying. She understood and knew I wasn't lying. Trying to explain what happened to my mother, she started laughing. She didn't believe me, I was furious at her.
She might not have believed me, but I know it happened, and I know I'll never forget that day.