These events relate to my now distant and not so distant past. The first, around 14 years ago, and the other over 20 years ago.
The first occured when I was around 17 years old. I use to sleep in the basement bedroom of my home. Next bedrooms were 3 levels up. Now this is a tad embarracing, but for the sake of answers I will share.
I woke up in the middle of the night one night to hear balls rocking back and forth. If you could imagine a tennis ball container, imagine a quarter of it filled with marbles and someone was rocking the container. The sound kept approaching and leaving me. It would grow louder and softer. Being prone to nightmares I thought I was sleeping, so I just did as anyone would do and covered my blankets over my head forcing myself to return to sleep. (thinking I was in a wake up style dream) Due to my anxiety, my heart rate was through the roof, it became so loud that I could not, no matter what return to sleep and the sound just kept approaching and leaving. I started to yell (well sort of, not out of control) 'hello' thinking by some miracle, there would be a person there playing a joke on me at 3am. Of course, no answer, only the balls. Then I heard my dog walking around my bed. The floor is carpet, so it was always easy to hear the sound of my dogs steps, also I heard her doing that thing dogs do when they sort of lick (it is that thing when they wake up and constantly smack). I started calling out to her...usually, with that she would feel free to jump on the bed. She did not. I kept calling louder and she still did not jump. Although petrified of what I might see (or not), I made the decision to 'suck it up' turn on my light. Upon doing so, I immediately shot out of bed, did a quick look....no balls, no tube, no dog.
Running out of my room, I saw my dog, out cold (sleeping) at the foot of the stairs. That was enough. I shot up three flights of stairs like a frightened child and wildly pounded on my parents door. Waking them and then running to the bathroom (whenever I get anxious I have to pee :smt009 ).
My mom found me on the 'can' crying and shaking uncontrollably.....immediately the response what to what form of pharmaceuticals I had to have been on....(side note, at no time before or during that time of my life had I ever 'tried' pharmaceuticals)
Then end result was a 17 year old girl sleeping with her mom, and dad sleeping on the couch downstairs (which he later admited the whole thing really freaked him out).
Never found out what happened...but the next day, of course I searched the house for the sound. For some, completely unknown reason, in the level above my room, tucked away in the corner was one of those walking ball machines that we had as kids in the 70's. On the bottom is a dome with balls inside, that a kid pushes and something in the middle makes the balls go pop while walking. Don't know why it was there, I had never seen that since childhood (it was one of our old toys).
#2: More of a question
I use to see as a kid, a kind of shadow behind my bedroom dresser. A dark figure with a top hat and maybe (can't remember exactly) a cape. On one sleepover, my best friend had also seen the same figure, we were both too scared and only talked about it the next day. I have searched the internet and found some, but not really any descriptive stuff about this. Does anyone have any thoughts?
Would love to hear some insight into either of these instances. As a psych. /bio major in Uni. I tend to look at this from a rational perspective. But I know in my heart, many of the things that I have experienced are beyond pure science and psychology. I know I have the desire to learn inside of me, always ask if this is in some way bringing about manifestations, but never really delve quite deep enough (I easily get distracted). So any insight would be greatly appreciate!!
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