My name is Marita and almost everywhere I go I hear the same sound. To know this sound think of a mix between old wood furniture being sharply shifted at the top and a quick tap of a finger nail. I discovered this noise in Camillus, NY. In a somewhat new duplex apartment house I lived in with my mom when I was about 18. I would say this noise may have come from the neighbors but the feeling I got and noise I heard came from the wall opposite my neighbors.
When I first moved in I was drawn to this blue room. All the walls were a light blue except for the wall opposite the door with the window sill which was dark blue. The first night I slept in that room I noticed how dark it was with the lights off. Not even moon light lit my window sill. The only light was the glowing of a fire alarm light which glowed so brightly it really gave me an Erie feeling to be in that room. But I got around it at first I covered the light with tape so the room was pitch black. I was able to sleep just fine for the first few months or so.
As a person recovering from depression and anxiety I started to get into meditation and spirituality. After about a month of meditation my room started to have a strange vibe at night. A week after I had a very strange dream which will forever stick out in my memories of dreams, it was the simplest dream I've ever had. A black and white face inches from my vision. It was just staring at me. I woke from this dream around 3am that night and the vibe of the room was so strange that night. I didn't like it. But it wasn't bad enough to leave. Soon I would wake every night at 3am and get the feeling like I was being stared at from the opposite corner of my room. It wouldn't be so bad with my reading lamp on but soon that didn't help. Every night I'd be up wide awake at 3 am and then fall back a sleep around 4ish.
As time went on the feeling got worse and worse until I started to hear that odd sound. The first time I heard it I remember feeling pure fear. This is when I called my friend over for help. She knew about ghosts and spirits more than I did. I asked her to spend the night and help figure out if I was going crazy or not. I tried to stay away with her but I felt safe with her there and the next thing I knew it was morning. That was the best sleep I had in a long time.
My friend told me what she experienced during my much needed sleep. The feeling of a hand comforting her. The hand slid from her shoulder to elbow. This really freaked me out. I didn't know what to do, but she calm me down but saying it's ok sometime our minds create things. Just do this next time you wake up and feel that vibe again just relax and meditate. I am sure nothing will happen. So I followed her advice.
The next night when I woke up, heard the noise and felt the eyes from across the room. I meditated, let my guard down and relaxed. I didn't suspect anything or at least that's what I kept trying to tell myself and kept telling myself. Within about 10 minutes I saw something from the corner of my eye. A black male shadowy figure. That was the last time I spent the night in the room.
I slept on the couch. When my senior year let out I moved into a dorm and my mom moved to another town. I haven't woken up at 3am since, seen any shadows, or felt any eyes from across the room. However that sound follows me and it scares me. It makes me wonder if, whatever that was, follows me and I really hope it never gains that type of strength again.
If you have any question or insights on what I experienced please comment. It would be nice to at least attempt to understand.