I was in the kitchen at around 11:00PM making some toast (I was feeling peckish) and I was already feeling shaken as being a very superstitious person, I hated being alone in the night especially when everyone appears to be asleep! So as I was waiting by the toaster waiting for the toast to pop up I heard a rustling under the dining table (my kitchen has an open area which leads into the dining room which then leads into the living room and so on...) and I thought... what is that! And I knew we didn't have mice! So after I was frozen in fright, the toast popped up and it frightened the living daylights out of me, so I grabbed the toast and calmed myself down.
Then I heard a sound like someone speaking and I was more than prepared to assume that it was our next door neighbors but they were asleep and it sounded like it was coming from the living room, so I crept into the living room and saw nothing. Then I went back into the kitchen and continued my toast ritual and then I heard the voice speaking but in a mocking sort of voice, like it was making fun of me, then the rustling under the table began again and I was terrified by this time so I looked around and under the table seeing nothing and no one.
The lights in the kitchen started dimming and then it went off, totally leaving me in pitch darkness and I could feel the whole room go eerily freezing cold and I felt almost lifeless. I ran with all I had into my room and huddled under the quilt, then with almighty force the quilt came off me and I ran in tears now into my parents room and huddled with them and told them what happened!
I have never been able to sleep alone without being afraid anymore! Strange occurrences still occur I wonder what it could be... Also note that this was about a year ago.