I was so terrified that I hid under the blankets

March 1, 2025

by Franz

2 min read

Story Premise 2 min read (306 words)

"I’m looking for some answers or just some help with these strange experiences I’ve had. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. I moved out of my previous apartment just a few days ago. While I was there, some weird things happened. For instance, the lamp in my living room kept turning on by itself every […]"

I’m looking for some answers or just some help with these strange experiences I’ve had. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated.

I moved out of my previous apartment just a few days ago. While I was there, some weird things happened. For instance, the lamp in my living room kept turning on by itself every time I turned it off.

My parents are separated, and whenever I wasn’t at the apartment, my alarm clock would randomly go off at all hours of the day. My mom had to keep going in to turn it off. We never figured out why.

Two incidents happened late at night. One night, I woke up feeling freezing cold. I turned over to grab a blanket and saw a ghostly figure standing in the middle of my room. I can still remember exactly what it looked like, even though it happened about a year ago. The next night, I woke up freezing again and saw the same ghost lying in bed next to me. I was so terrified that I hid under the blankets until I fell back asleep.

We recently moved into a new place, and the people renting our old apartment have been reporting strange occurrences. They mentioned that in the living room, the curtains and the strings from the ceiling fan were swinging back and forth, hitting each other. We knew something was odd in that apartment, but we never witnessed anything that extreme. Another strange thing that happened was that a locked door opened by itself. In the middle of the night, one of the tenants woke up feeling someone brushing her hair.

It hasn’t even been a week since we moved out, and it’s surprising how quickly they’re experiencing things.

I decided to share this story to see if anyone could help or explain these events.

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