I was only 15 years old when we moved to this old fashion house in the province, everyone was very hospitable and happy. I was wondering about how they can live so simple when everything could be more exciting. I became interested in their lifestyle and started talking and asking about anything that comes out of my mind. Until my uncle started telling me something like "You should always be careful and aware of your surroundings because this is a new place for you and you are a new face for everyone in this town..." I don't get what he meant... But I just agreed and moved on.
One night as I was about to sleep I heard a weird noise. It sounded like a big cat scratching the wall of the room, with long sharp claws. I was so pissed that I can't sleep because of that, I slammed a book into the wall and made a big noise that disturbed my sister. But the noise stopped so it's better. My room is located beside big trees, when you look out of the window you'll see a farm and feel fresh air, so I thought it's just one of those animals who likes to fool around at night with those weird noises.
In the morning I told my parents about it but they didn't care much. The next night the scratching started again, my little sister was scared because now it constantly changed places but would did not stop even when I again slammed a book to where the sound was coming.
By the way the house was made of thick old wood, everything can be heard from the ground up to the 2ndfloor ,especially when someone is wearing high heels, you know what I mean?. It is an antique house that has big windows where 2 people can jump out of it when it's open and hard wood doors. Some part of the house needs to be fixed and walls need to be change before it collapses. My parent's room is in the other side so probably they cannot hear anything so much because of the toilet and another room between us.
The weird sound continues and it seems like whatever the purpose of the scratching I felt IT can actually make a hole, the idea made me nervous so we went to our parent's room and woke them up. Dad checked every corner of the room and assumed that it might be a big rat or something and the noise already stopped before he could actually hear it so he did not pay more attention to it, we stayed the night to our parent's room for 4 nights in a row.
Then the day where my parents visited an old friend from a different town so I invited my 2 friends to sleep over with my younger sister and I to keep us company and fool around. I told them the story about the scratching and they were excited to hear that and planned to catch the so called cat or rat that night. At around 10pm we started preparing to call it a night after watching 3 movies and gossiping. They remembered the plan and started getting some sort of weapons like knife, baseball bat and ice pick, I chose the baseball bat for it is just for scaring the creature I don't like killing any animal for that matter. So we placed the "weapons" beside us. My little sister was not so excited about it so she went to sleep and didn't want to have anything to do with the idea.
We were getting sleepy when the noise started. I whispered to my friends "do you here that? It's IT!" they are both quiet trying to figure out what kind of animal is making that weird noise. "It's not a Cat or Rat..." this time it's making the scratching deeper. I woke up my sister and asked her to move because I'm going to throw big books on that side where she was sleeping because that's where IT was. I got all 3 big encyclopedia books and BAM slammed tem at that side of the wall. I was shocked by the noise it made but more petrified by what we found out, IT was so shocked by the slamming; we heard it spread a sort of wings and fly.
My friend said "this is not good... what kind of bird would do this? As I remember Birds stay where they cannot be invaded but why this one comes back every night? You know what? I don't think this is an animal". My friend went to the kitchen and got us salt and garlic. He said it can be helpful.
We slept and got disturbed again by the scratching I checked the time its 3am and wake everyone up "It is here again!" my little sister was sleeping beside me I don't want to wake her up so I just carry her and move her to a sofa bed near the closed door and window. My friend starts cursing the creature telling IT that we are not afraid, if IT will be able to come inside the house we will not stop until he bleeds to death (that's a strategy to send a message that we are not afraid) but honestly I don't understand what it is but I'm too afraid to open any window to check because we are trying to stay safe inside the house until morning and besides the windows are too big.
Until now I get shiver down my spine when I remember this.
We continue making noises and swearing to IT and then it stopped for while and I thought it's finished just like the same old nights, but to my horror he started scratching the window next to my sister and it's like IT wants to fold the window with it's bare hands and claws. I was too terrified to see if the window is actually moving and forced to be open from the outside. I hit the window again and again and didn't know what else to do.
My sister now started crying and she said she had a nightmare that an old lady with very ugly makeup was pulling her out of that window with her big hand and long nails. That's when my friends and I was convinced that this is not an ordinary bird or cat or rat... I got the phone, called my parents and asked them to come home immediately... NOW! I didn't have the courage to tell them the details yet so I just hang up the phone.
All of us did not sleep. We sat all together at the far corner where we can breathe. IT was still there scratching trying to get near my sister but we put the salt and garlic around her I don't know why but I guess it helps a little because IT don't know where to scratch anymore. When our parents arrived we are all exhausted, we tried to convince them about IT but of course for them its nonsense. My Uncle checked my room and asked me all about it; he checked the walls inside, nothing. He went and out got a ladder and checked the walls outside, BINGO! There are the marks of the scratching, very deep scratching, and looks like a mark of an angry tiger or beast. Then my parents were convinced. My uncle reminded me to be careful because this world is not just for us. Something could find us very interesting and would like to test if we are useful or not. I think now I understand what he's trying to say...
I don't expect everyone to believe... Because I know this is very impossible.
I'm just wondering does anyone know something like this.