This one time when I still lived in my parents house my mom came running in scared in my room late in the evening. My father was still in a meeting but my mother saw my dad - get this - coming inside the room, floathing. He was hoovering about 1m from the floor apparently, lying. His face was facing my mother and his eyes were all distorted, you couldn't really look into it because it was all hazy. I immediately though my mom was messing with me cause she wanted to get back at all the pranks I pulled on her but to this day she still swears she saw this stuff and she was awake. Whatever.
So, my parents house was on the countryside, so at night when you heard something outside, it felt pretty bizarre. You know, in the city its pretty normal when you hear stuff outside but on the countryside? Not normal at all.
So it's summer and I'm sleeping with my windows open, I never really liked to do that to be honest but whatever. So I constantly start to hear footsteps around 2am outside of the house under my windows. It goes on for like 15 minutes but hell, I was like, 16 years, I didnt want to go to my parents room to tell them there was a burgler, a mass murderer or a ghost outside, they would laugh it off. So I just lay still in my bed, hearing the footsteps... then suddenly I hear a smash and someone outside yelling 'auch', clearly whoever was there hit against something. Now it was on, I immediately rushed through my parents bedroom and told them, we looked outside but there was nothing. Could be a burgler or something, could be a homeless dude, I dont know but I can tell you everything is magnified at night when you live outside the city or the suburbs as you americans call it.
Actually, around 2AM this big ring on the front door that is used to knock would often make sound at my parents house... I have heard it, my parents have heard it, hell even my girlfriend. Sometimes when I started to hear the knocks on the door at night I thought about this kid, he crashed with this motorcycle next to our house when I was just a kid and an ambulance came and get him but he died in there. Perhaps he's still there?
Also, this one time, it was 10pm I think and its incredibly dark outside, so I was alone in the house on the countryside with my girlfriend and it's summer so windows were open. So, suddenly we hear a kid crying outside and yelping 'help, help, oooh mammy'. It goes on for a minute or so, so we try to look outside but we can't see anything, it's so fucking dark. We live next to a forest so I get this crazy thoughts about a psycho killing off this kid in the forest. But eventually, it was another kid who had a crash with a motorcycle. He survived and we called his parents. It was freaky for a moment though, and strange that more people have an accident on the same road. Its not like its a difficult road.
I forgot how much I liked these stories.
