This is the first time I am posting my own experience about my encounter with the paranormal. I really hope you guys can help me out.
First of all I would like to tell you all that I am not sure whether it was a real encounter or not, so I would like you all to clarify my doubts.
I shifted to my new house with my parents 4 years back. It's a new apartment that we bought and it's quite nice. The encounter occurred within the first few months of our arrival. Let me tell you that the place where this house is situated has never been marked as a spot of haunting. No stories regarding this place are there. Moreover this apartment is located in the heart of the city.
My grandpa who passed away 3 years back was seriously ill back then. The night I will be talking about was a pleasant night. My grandpa suddenly became extremely nauseated and suffocated and so my parents had to rush him to the hospital. It was around 10 in the night. I was all alone in the house with my little dog Golu. I had my dinner, fed Golu and I decided to turn on the a.c and take a nap. My mom called me up a few minutes later telling me that they have to stay back at the hospital for the night. I was okay with that and so I went to my room with Golu locked all doors and windows, turned on the a.c and jumped into the bed. Suddenly I heard a little click and I was horrified to find the door of my room wide open. I still remember very well that I had perfectly locked the door of my room. And in no way the door could have opened by itself unless someone goes there and turns the bolt to unlock it. I was taken aback. But I don't know why I wasn't scared. I looked at Golu to find him standing at the edge of my bed and staring towards the door. I wanted to investigate so I went down in the living room. Oh, I forgot to mention that our flat is a duplet one so you need to climb up the stairs to go to my room. I went down, turned on the lights of my living room and looked at the window to my right to see what seemed like a shadow that resembled the silhouette of a man sweep past the window. Yes, I got a little nervous that time and went back to my room and fell asleep. That was it.
This is the one and only encounter I have ever had in this house until date. However, often I hear footsteps in my room. The sound is more like someone brushing his feet on the ground. That doesn't scare me to tell the truth. So, this is my story. I know you people might find it boring but I would be really glad if you can help me. I would really like an explanation regarding my encounter and the cause of sound of footsteps in my room.