Floor Creaking

A few months back, I' say October, my fiancé and I had been experiencing things that are un-explained. It was a typical Tuesday night, work the next day. He and I went to sleep him roughly tired and I awake and having a hard time sleeping. Well all lights were off in the bedroom and we have two windows that are facing nothing but woods.

I was just humming to myself thinking of random things probably why I couldn't sleep much because there was so much on my mind. Around 2 am after lying in the bed for about 45 minutes I started to hear outside of my door, the floor creaking. Like when you are walking up an old staircase and there is that little pop. It lasted for about 15 minutes then it stopped. I didn't think anything of it and I fell asleep.

Next day, I was just curious and was pacing outside of my door to see what made the noise. Well there was a certain spot right in front of the door that when you stepped down it cracked. It was Erie but I really didn't think anything of it... I just let my day pass worry free. That night I was tired and fell asleep before my fiancé. Well he woke me up and told me someone is in the house and to hide. Well yeah, I freaked out, but who wouldn't? He checked the house with his baseball bat and came back and said humph that was funny I swore someone was here. Something popped in my mind and I asked him by any chance did you hear someone outside of the door? My fiancé took a step back and said yeah how did you know... I said I heard it last night. He also told me that there wasn't just noise. There was someone beyond the door, he knew because he seen the shadow of two feet. The bathroom light was on so it cased the shadow of something.

After that... The next few nights were sleepless with anticipation but other then that there was no more. We put new locks and a security system on the house because we couldn't be too safe. Well we left for new years and went on a cruise and came back on the ninth of January. The night we came back the sounds came back but there was nothing there. No shadow no nothing... Just noise.

A week later I went to take a nap and fell asleep pretty quickly. I wasn't as paranoid as my fiancé was because he is deathly scared of the unknown. Just as I was sleeping... Probably a half hour into sleep I heard it, I opened my eyes and there it was something was hovering over my bed. It was day out, my curtains were down but it was still light in my room... There was something dark, very dark. I just watched it, as I heard my fiancé come into the house from work the dark moved to the corner of my room slowly and disappeared.

After that, what I did, I went into my bathroom puked and took a shower and forgot about it because that frightened me so bad.

I left to go to my mother's house for a night because my sister was in town. I never told my fiancé about the incident. I buried it because I thought my nerves were getting to me. 2:06 am I got a call from my fiancé. Telling me to come home because something's in the house. He told me what happened and he said he saw the same thing but he got really cold and that's what woke him up. I came home made a pot of tea and we both fell asleep in the living room.

He never believed in ghosts. He steered away from things that were uncomfortable. I on the other hand never experienced things but I was open to knowing the truth. Well it is Tuesday, February 9th 2010. My fiancé has left this week to visit his dad who lives a few hours away so I have been home alone. I am okay with this all, didn't again give any thought to the unexplained until last night.

I can't understand it and I can't come to agreements with myself whether I was dreaming or not. But last night I put my things down to go to bed around 1:30am. I couldn't fall asleep, I kept looking at the clock and the time kept on going... The last time I checked the clock before I went to sleep was 3:15. I know this for a fact because I said out loud to myself that it was late and I finely gave in, rolled over and fell asleep.

I wasn't in a deep sleep I was just getting there. I have a sheet as my blanket because I get really hot at night for some reason. Well I woke up without opening my eyes. I was just aware of everything. I woke up because I got really cold. I was moving my feet around to get the blanket at the end of the bed to nudge towards me. Well I eventually opened my eyes. First thing I did I looked at the alarm clock to see what time it was, 3:45am.

I was on my side so I was looking straight ahead. I turned on my back and there it was. Not on the ceiling right in front of my face. I stared at it, it looked liked my sister, but I knew it wasn't. I called out my sister's name evidently and this thing touched my breast. I felt the pressure... It was real and it hurt. I flailed my arms in front of myself in defense got up and ran to the light switch. Then it was gone, I listened and the creaking noise was there and then when I opened the door it stopped. I ran to the phone and called my fiancé. I was freaking out, he told me that he was coming back home I insisted that he stay because he never sees his dad... When I was on the phone with him I calmed down real quick. He told me I am probably paranoid. Well I asked him why he was up so late, he said its only 2:00. I ran to my alarm clock, he was right it was 2:07am.

This morning... I am writing this now because I know for a fact that something was in here and I have proof. My chest is bruised. It is 11:59PM 2/9/10. I won't be sleeping tonight and if I do sleep I will be in the living room with cat.