This story goes back to when I was 14 years old. I was going through a time in my life where I was being bullied. I am not sure if what I'm about to tell you is correct but, it seems to be very coincidental. I'll explain as the story unfolds.
Throughout my life, I have had warnings. Okay, this will sound a little strange but hear me out. For example, if there was trouble waiting around the corner or something was going to happen to me; Fall over, crossing the road, that kind of thing. You know where there could be a potential danger, I was warned. No one said, "alright me ald mucker, don't go there 'cause you mite get a good lampin'" or "don't cross the road yet, you will get flattened", it was more of a feeling or I would feel something. Okay, so now we know the basics, let's crack on with the story. This story is 100% true, this happened to me and my two sisters witnessed it too.
So as I was saying, I was 14 and I was getting bullied by an ugly lanky streak of fungus riddled dog urine! And I'll be honest, I was really scared of him but, where he used to hang around was the area my friend lived in. I had a choice, not go and have no friends or go and bump into Shrek. So, I used to go of a morning, that way I could avoid the retched pile of vomit.
So, one morning I had gone to my friends and left for about 13:00 and made my way home. As I come to my home, I opened the door and walked in. I then walked through into the living room where my two sisters where standing. My big sister said, "Matty, have you just walked in" I looked at my sister and replied "no, I dive bombed through the chimney". My sister laughed and said "no, I know you've just come in but, 30 seconds before you come home, someone opened the front door and walked into the front room, it even took a seat.". I was a little startled to be honest because my little sister also said the same thing. My big sister forgot to mention that when this entity walked into my home and sat down, the couch rolled back and banged against the wall. Now, I found that out because my little sister told me. Okay, so imagine the situation, when I come home and I choose to sit on the couch in the front room, I would walk in from the hall after closing the door, and walk to the couch and sit down. Every time you sat down though, the couch would always roll back and slam against the wall. Anyway, the conversation changed and the door opening and the couch moving was forgotten about.
I walked into the kitchen, via the living to make myself a sandwich. I walked to the dish cupboard and pulled out a plate, then to the cutlery drawer. Once prepared, I walked to the refrigerator to get some butter, ham and mayonnaise. I remember this very vividly, I remember opening the butter lid and placing my knife into the tub. It was then I heard a distorted, crackly, broken, deep voice. The voice didn't make a word or a conversation, just a deep voice. The sound was very similar to the noise of a bee flying past my ear, and no, there wasn't a bee in the room. Now, I don't know Latin or any other language apart from English but, this voice sounded foreign, maybe even Latin? Who knows?!
So, as the day went on, I began to walk to my friends home. When I had gotten to my friends house, we both settled down and watched TV together, then there was a knock on the door. Yeah you got it, the anus bandit was waiting outside, wanting to give me a good hidin'. I was petrified, scared out of my skin. It then hit me, the sound that I had heard earlier that day was a warning, it might not have been but I like to think it was a warning.
I hope you like my story and I'll be posting another one soon.