We moved to Fort Hamilton in Brooklyn, New York in May 2006 and we left there in April 2008. During the time that we lived there we had several things happen in our apartment. I'll begin with the very first encounter I had. We moved into our apartment only 24 hours after we arrived because it would save money, we couldn't have our dog in lodging with us, and we knew we would be fine just sleeping on air mattresses for a few days. The next morning I got up and decided to go get a shower and get ready to run some errands. I was in our bathroom drying my hair at the very back of the apartment when I felt 2 tugs on the back of my shirt. I expected to see my 5 year old daughter standing there when I turned around, and to my surprise no one was there. When I got done I went out into the living room where my husband had both kids and our dog playing on the floor. I took my husband aside and asked him if either of the kids had come in our bedroom and he said no why? So I told him and he just looked and me and said ALREADY? I said I guess they wanted to get my attention.
After that I was fully aware of what else may happen and I rarely questioned anything out of the ordinary. We had knocks on the door' with no one waiting to come in. Whenever someone knocks on the door my dog let's out a grunt instead of a full-blown bark UNLESS they ring the doorbell. There were several instances of hearing someone knock on the door and she'd be grunting away but when we opened it no one was there. Me or my husband would look to see if anyone was outside or running down the stairs playing a prank on us and we never found anyone. Then there were times where she'd be laying on the floor and something would catch her eye and she'd stare and move her head like she was following someone walking around, and then look at me as if to say you can't see that? It was a little unsettling especially when she watched it move and it appeared to go behind where I was sitting.
The strangest thing that went on was the knocking on my headboard or nightstand right before it sounded like everything in the closet fell off the shelves at once. This never happened when my husband or kids were home. I thought I was dreaming the first time it happened because it seemed weird like my dreams often are. But when it happened again and again I knew that something else caused it. It was either in our bedroom walk-in closet or the hallway closet right outside our bedroom.
It was 4 or 5 months after we moved in when this happened the first time. I had gotten the kids off to school and went to lie back down for a little while. I don't know how long I was asleep but I was awoken to the sound of someone knocking on my nightstand right next to my head. It jolted me awake and I looked around my room and no one was there, then it sounded as if everything came crashing down from the shelves to the floor of my closet. I jumped up and ran in there and everything was in its place! Nothing had been disturbed. So I went through the rest of the closets in the apartment and everything was ok. I didn't know what to think of it, but I chalked it up to one of my strange dreams or really noisy neighbors. Told myself it was nothing. Then it happened again right after we re-arranged the bedroom. Again I was woken up to the sound of knocking on wood but it came from my headboard this time. Just like before it sounded like everything in my closet came crashing down. I go in there to check it out and nothing's out of place. This time it shook me up a little bit so I called my husband and asked if he could come by the apartment. He was on patrol (he's an MP in the Army) and wasn't busy so he came straight home. I explained what I heard and told him this was the second time it happened. So he took a look around and came up with nothing. What could he have done anyway, shoot at something that you can't see?
Things were quiet for a couple of months with no new experiences at all. Then one morning about a week before my brother-in-law passed away in Sept. 2007 I got woken up to the knocking again but this time it was VERY loud and it came from my headboard. It made my bed shake. I sat up and looked around and then came the crashing sound. But it came from the hallway closet outside our bedroom. We had luggage, rubber maids, kid's sports equipment, coolers, and all kinds of random stuff stacked up in there and it sounded like everything fell into the closet door. When I finally got the nerve to go look nothing was out of place. Now it was more of an annoyance than anything. Like they were playing a game with me or something. Like most of the past incident's I was the only one at home except for the dog.
We got our order's to move and got everything set up for the 2nd of April 2008. I was wondering if I was going to have anything else happen before we left or if it would continue to be quiet. I got my answer the day before the mover's came.
The kids were at their last day of school and my husband was out-processing so I was trying to sleep a little longer. I always get restless before we move and I don't sleep real good to begin with so I figured I'd rest while I had the chance. Yeah it didn't happen. I heard the knocking on my nightstand. I didn't even bother getting up. Then came the crashing in my closet. All I could think was I should've expected it.