This happened when I was 9. My cat, Tinks had recently died of kidney failure. A few months before that, my yat died. I was heart broken to lose both animals. Tinks was about 2 years old. A few months after Tinks died, I experienced something that I will never be able explain. This is why I'm here...
When I went to bed, I made sure that I turned my lava light on. (I was afraid of the dark.) I went to sleep, and fell into a deep sleep at about 10:00. I woke up at 12:30ish and I was shivering uncontrollably. Why? Why was I scared? I thought it was silly, but I regret thinking that.
A few minutes later, I heard footsteps. I heard pitter patter, pitter patter. I froze, hardly daring to breathe. Then, I felt pressure on the right side of my bed. I knew it wasn't my brother, because I didn't hear the door open. I peeked out of my blanket, and the pressure suddenly went. As soon as it went, I sat straight up. A soft thump was heard like something had fallen. But it came from the right side of my bed. On the floor... After the thump came a load meow came from under the bed. I gasped. It was Tinks' meow! I know Tinks' meow anywhere! I suddenly looked under the bed. Nothing was there. I was still sweating. It came and went like that.
If anyone knows what this might be, please tell me in the comments. I'm thinking of staying up until 12:00 and chanting Tinks, Tinks, Tinks. Also, this pitter patting and weird noises has been continuing. I have never heard that meow ever again.
Because my bedroom was next to the bathroom, I keep hearing the toilet door creak, opening and shutting. I was also walking past the door to the bathroom. It was wide open. In the corner of my eyes, I swear I saw a white ghost. Thanks for reading.