As mentioned in my stories "Here When Needed", I had a boyfriend pass away in 2008. Six months before he passed away, he took a trip to Vietnam (his and my home country) for the first time in his life. He got to meet his aunts and uncles, as well as many cousins. His auntie (his mom's younger sis) didn't have much money or a big house, so my ex (Derek) and his 7 buddies went to stay at a hotel near by. About 7 or 8 of them went back to Vietnam together, and stayed in one big room.
When he came back to Canada, he told me that their hotel was haunted. They stayed on the 2nd floor. He said someone would knock on their door every night and they would never catch who it was. Even though they were ready for it after a few times of this happening, they never caught the prankster. At first they thought it was kids, but they never heard running after the knocks. Then one night, as they were preparing for bed, out of nowhere a water bottle flew across the room and smoked one of his buddies on the head! That's when they realized and confirmed that the knocks were not coming from a human.
Flash forward to about 7 months after Derek passed away. I myself went to Vietnam for a visit. I felt the need to go to his city and meet his relatives as a closure for myself. I wanted to see where he was from, who his family were that he spoke about, and see what he saw. I asked his cousins to take me everywhere they took him, and even sat at tables that he sat. I stayed in the same hotel too. Though I asked for any floor but the 2nd, and got the 3rd instead. But it didn't stop the paranormal activity from happening. I stayed there for 4 nights and this only happened once.
I got a room with two big beds, and invited a few of his cousins to stay with me. They agreed happily. One guy and two girls on a bed and myself on the other. I remember reading about shaking beds and hearing others' experiences with them, I have never experienced it myself until that night. I believe it was the first night. I was sleeping then woke up when I felt shaking. I did not open my eyes right away. For some reason I am able to stay calm and composed as long as I don't open my eyes. So I laid there for a moment and thought to myself, "I think the bed is vibrating... Yep definitely vibrating". Then I opened my eyes and sat up in bed. The shaking stops. I looked around and saw nothing. The cousins were passed out, so I went back to bed. (To be honest I am extremely nearsighted so unless it was moving, I probably wouldn't even know it was standing there, if it was haha)
When the day came to check out, as I was riding the elevator down to the lobby, the elevator stopped at Floor 2. Before it opened I already had the feeling there would be no one there. So as it opened and closed to the air, I just said goodbye.
For the longest time I only had one thought about the incident. Was of course, a spirit messing with me. But now, I also put the possibility out there that it could have been my ex trying to protect me from whatever that was also there. So in the midst of it all, it caused the bed to vibrate during their face off? I don't know. Just being open to ideas. What do you think YGS members?