I was watching my granddaughter at her house and late that night I thought I heard someone walking around upstairs. My four year old granddaughter was asleep in her room and no one was upstairs. I went downstairs and heard footsteps this time on the open staircase but again no one was there.
I went upstairs to go to bed and left the upstairs bathroom light on in case my granddaughter got up in the night and went to bed. I pushed a box in front of my bedroom door after closing the door and went to bed. A woke up after hearing a noise and found my door open and the box pushed to the side of the door.
I checked my granddaughter and she was asleep and my daughter wasn't home yet. I shut the door and placed the box back in front of the door and went to bed. I couldn't sleep and noticed the door slowly open as if someone was pushing it open. The box slid to the side where it was before and than I felt something sit on the end of the bed near my feet. I yelled at it to get out of my room and it was suddenly gone.
I went in to the hall and turned on the light. The attic door was right across from the bedroom. The stairs were still there but the attic had been closed off. That stairwell gave me the creeps. I had the strongest urge to shut the door, nail it shut and hang a cross on the door.
I couldn't sleep and waited for my daughter and her friends to come home. I told her what had happened and she told me that during the day they can hear people talking upstairs and walking around but no one is ever there and that it was happening even before the other side of the duplex was rented. She said it gets worse at night and that the kitchen cabinet doors to the sink in the kitchen often bang shut like something is slamming them.
She also told me that when they first moved in to the duplex they didn't feel comfortable sleeping upstairs and that my granddaughter would scream and cry if she had to sleep upstairs. I told her about the thing that opened the door and than sat on my bed and she told me that happens nearly every night in her room where I was sleeping at that sometimes it even shakes her bed while she is on it until she yells at it to get out of her room.
Whatever is in that duplex leaves my granddaughter alone now but seems to have centered its activity to my daughter's room, her bed, the attic stairs and the downstairs kitchen. I do not feel comfortable with this thing and sense something very wrong with it. It seems dangerous to me and almost threatening.
The attic draws my attention and feels wrong... A strong sense of wrong yet I feel drawn to it. After being in that house overnight I have had trouble sleeping, nightmares that I can't totally recall, my daughter has lost her job and her car blew the heads leaving her with no transportation.
I want her to move out but right now she is stuck there until she can find another job and can afford to move.