When I was 6 years old I was living with my father, his fiancée, his fiancée's adult son and my older sister, whom I shared a room with, in a 3 bedroom house. All door ways from each bedroom lead onto out lounge room.
One night I went to bed as usual, but was awoken early in the morning by loud music. Thinking that it was my dad and his fiancée or the son, I walked to my bedroom door and stopped dead. The stereo was on but no one was in the lounge room, everyone was in bed and all doors were shut. I stood there frozen staring at the volume knob on the stereo as it continuously went down to no volume then up to full volume, but no one was moving it. Mind you the stereo I'm talking about is the old style one with the vinyl player on top, the push button on/off switch with the built in trebble/bass etc. Slid bar and the large knob for the volume so the possibility of it being turned on by accident was impossible.
While standing in my door way frozen, I heard my dad getting out of bed uttering quite a few 4 letter words, to say he was a little angry would be an understatement. When he and the fiancée got to their bedroom door way, they to froze as they saw what I was seeing. The next to join us was the son, I don't remember if my sister joined us.
All I do remember is standing there for what seemed like hours, when realistically it was probably only a couple of minutes, watching as the music continued to go up and down in volume.
I don't no what caused it. But as soon as it started, it stopped just as abruptly. This was not the only encounter I had in this house so while I can, I will also post the other account I had so I can get some feed back into what this could have been. I'm now 26 with 4 kids of my own but still remember it like it was yesterday.
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