I’ve had a couple spooky nights lately, where I live is very old and last night I read this tale of lies before bed. I was sleeping soundly, until I was awoken, groggy, and it sounded like someone was scratching at the large double doors to my room. I freak out a little bit and keep on hearing listening, not sure what to do. Its dark and cold, I’m nakkies and in bed, I build up the courage to kick the door jamb enough to acknowledge I was there and I hear the tell tale sound of something hauling ass out of the room. I get up and turn on the lights, in late night scaredy-cat mode where I don’t want to open the doors, thats the last thing I would do.
This place is oooold and there could be spooky energies! I know that sounds so silly but we all think a little different when awoken in the middle of the night. Long story short, pretty much every 45 second from then on, I would hear a *tck *tck *tck on my door, I’d rustle the door, mouse would haul ass, I’d get almost back to sleep, and then *tch*tck*tck. Theres been some construction so micey friends have been an issue, my roomate is anti-mousetrap, and the constructions going to be over this weekend. I guess it’s ok to still be afraid of ghosts, but I think I might be more afraid of mice 😛