I've had many odd happenings with the unexplained throughout my 18 years of life, but this one incident definitely scared me the most.
This is an event that happened a couple years ago in my mother's former (newly constructed) house. My mom and step dad lived there, and me and my sister were staying for the weekend. She had three dogs at the time, one was a new dog whom replaced a dog that had sadly recently died of natural causes. I had my own room in my mothers new house, which was a two story, five bedroom house. I slept upstairs in a small bed with a TV with no cable set up yet.
It was late one night, I have no idea the time, but I had woken up for some reason. I always got bad vibes from the closet in my room, which was very close to my bed. I would walk in it during the day, and it was fine, but it still creeped me out.
Anyhow, I woke up one night for whatever reason and was trying to fall back asleep when I heard a scratching sound. I don't know whether it came from my closet or from the door to my room which is very close to the closet. Again, I had three dogs at the time, and the scratching was very faint so I ignored it, though it did scare me. I kept my eyes closed and thought, if it happens again I'll investigate or go sleep in my sister's room.
As I lay in my bed facing the closet, I heard the scratching again, but it was incredibly loud, it sounded as if my big chow mix was scratching very loud at my door. I could not tell if it was my closet or the door to my room, but I jumped out of bed and ran to my sisters room where she was asleep. I spent the rest of the night in that room. The creepiest part to me was that when I opened the door to run across the hall to my sisters room, none of my dogs were in sight.
When I asked my mom about this the next day she thought I imagined it, and said the house could not have been haunted, because it was a brand new house. I still question what happened there to this day though.