In March of this year, I was with my ex-boyfriend at his mother's house. She is a great woman always having a smile on her face. She just moved out of her old apartment and moved to the next town. Before we went there, we went to go pick up a bottle of wine for her. He also picked up beer. We went to the house and I was really tired so I decided to sleep over with him there. He was drinking as I was dozing off to sleep.
That night I woke up and found that the TV was still on. He always did that because he said it helped him go to bed. Well we were both sleeping on the couch but facing each other. I went back to bed then again I woke up in the middle of the night to find me listening to a man talking. The first thought that I had was, "Oh my god. Someone broke into the apartment." The voice was that of a man. It seemed like he was talking on the phone like when you see someone talking but you don't hear the other person's response. The TV was still on but there was nothing on TV just a black screen but it was on because you see the glow that the TV has.
The voice was extremely loud and clear. I said to myself," Why isn't anyone waking up besides me. The voice was what woke me up the second time. There I laid on the couch-frozen. I never have been so scared in my life. I moved only my eyes to see if it was my ex because he has a habit talking in his sleep. I didn't move a muscle. I remembered that. The voice was still loud and clear I remembered what was said at the time but when people ask me, I don't remember. I remembered it said something like taking someone's son and heaven and hell or something like that. All I remembered that it was creepy.
I wanted to look at the love seat to see if there was anyone there but my fear told me not to look. The conversation seemed like it went on for 10 to 15 minutes. When the talking was over, the TV screen went back to a channel. I never have been so freaked out in my life. I have other stories that I will publish. Comments will greatly be appreciated.