When I was a little girl and my brother was still living with my mom, and dad, I, being the youngest, had to have the little room. I hated that room. Scary things would happen that have haunted me for the rest of my life!
When I was younger, around the age of six maybe, my dad would stay in there with me until I fell asleep. I wanted to sleep with him and mom but he wouldn't allow it. I remember crying myself to sleep every night because I didn't want to stay in that room. I hated it! I would have a horrible feeling of dread and fear every time I stayed in that room.
But, during the nights I would wake up to hear a loud bang coming from my closet. I would look around to see what it was and my closet door would always be open. The only thing I kept in my closet was clothes and some toys but that's it, nothing would have caused it to open and make a big loud noise to wake me up.
But I do remember it opening and shutting by its self loads of times. I would scare me so bad to where I would pee myself and sleep with my brother in the other room. It was horrifying.
My mom, dad nor my brother would ever believe me about it, I felt like I was crazy and I still feel like that.
To this day I can't sleep with a closet open. Sounds stupid I know maybe I'm just a paranoid person when it comes to closets.