First of all, I would like to say that I have always been a little inclined towards the paranormal. Also, when I sleep, I either have a nightmare or a blank night; if I've ever had a good dream, I am unable to remember it. And at last, before starting the actual story, I usually feel like someone is watching me, whether I'm alone or not.
Anyways, on to the reason of why I'm writing here. I am not Brazilian by birth, but I'm also not a stranger to it in any way, as my parents usually go to a congress there every year, taking both me and my older brother along. This story takes place on one of the last nights we spent in the latest of these meetings, over at a hotel in Brasilia.
I was alone in the room I shared with my brother, who had gone out with some friends he had made a few days ago (he's never had any trouble to find friends, no matter where he is), looking some things up on my mother's laptop, as she had lent it to me for the night. While I was inside, a constant sound of footsteps could be heard outside the room in the hallway. This did not worry me, as, after all, it's a hotel, people go back and forth all the time.
Things started to weird, however, when suddenly, the first light in the room's hallway, which was not very long, mind you, and also the only actual light I had on at that point of night, turned off. Now, the lights in this room are turned on by putting a card over in a holder by the door. When the light turned off, I went over to the holder, thinking something was wrong with the card's placement. I took the card out and put it back in, and the lights returned.
After some more time spent in the laptop, this same thing happened again, and I repeated the proccess. I was surprised, though, when, not five seconds after returning the lights, a knocking sounded at the room's door. I opened the door to find no one, and that's when I started to feel nervous.
Now, when I really got scared, was the third time around. The light turned off, I went over to the holder, took the card out, but, this time, the lights didn't come back on when I reinserted it. Then, the knocking started again. I began to frantically reinsert the card over and over, but the lights wouldn't return, and the knocking was becoming quite insistent, dare I even say violent.
When I finally managed to turn the lights back on, the knocking stopped, and, just to be sure, I opened the door, and, as I expected, no one was there. I then decided to go sleep immediately as I didn't want a repetition of these events. That night, it was the usual blank. It was the only time it happened, but it seriously freaked me out, and I was jumpy the entirety of the next morning, even a little sick, as I didn't eat much breakfast, and let me tell you, I love breakfast.
There's not much more to tell, as it hasn't happened again, but remembering it still scares me to the actual day. It was just too wierd for my taste. I really hope any of you can tell me what you think of this, as I myself haven't been capable of coming up with a good answer. If you comment and tell me your opinion, I would really appreciate it.
Thanks for reading.