I remember when I was thirteen I had my first ghost experience. It couldn't have come at a better (or worse) time. It was just me and my dog Zeus. Like most Thursday nights, I was at home, either watching a movie or surfing the Internet. If I can remember, it was probably 8 at night. I was in my room on the computer, when suddenly; I heard a crash somewhere in the house. I jumped and ran to my door and shut it (I am very paranoid), but like most people, I had to figure out what it was. I opened my door, an inch at a time and looked into the hallway.
I just scared myself more. You see, I left the lights off, but I built up the courage to go out. I looked down the stairs and saw nothing, except my dog. Weird, he didn't bark at all. I sighed with relief, my dog usually barked when something was there, but what could have made the noise. I tried to remember where it came from, and concluded that it came from my brother's room.
I crept down the hallway, slowly, until finally, I reached his room. I looked inside, flipped on the lights, and saw that his trophies had fallen on the ground. What was scaring me was, his trophies resided on his desk, and his desk was untouched. Nothing was broken.
I didn't want to find out anymore I ran back to my room, but before I did, I stopped about a foot from the door. The cold air froze me into place. This wasn't normal for my house, for it was summer. I called my dog up to my room, just to make me feel better, and as soon as he did, I went into my room, and waited for my Mom to come home.
I was feeling really drowsy, about 15 minutes later. I was about to shut my eyes, when my door slammed shut! I tried to let out a noise, any noise, but couldn't. I was struck with fear. Then, the door opened slightly, just slightly, as if someone was looking inside. Then, it shut again. For another hour, I sat there, just praying for my mom to come home.
Nobody was in my house, my dog didn't even bark...