This isn’t your typical scary story…
The following events took place around two to
three years ago. It was a regular sunny afternoon. I was at home. Home alone.
My family went out somewhere. I think, if I remember correctly, they went to
the mall. It was an afternoon. I just wanted to take a nap.
With sleepy eye, and a tired body, I locked the
gate then the door, then went up to my room. Everything seemed normal, peaceful
and quiet.
I rested my body on my bed, looking straight at
the ceiling. Put my phone on the side. Shut my eyes close, until…
The bed… it was shaking. I immediately opened my
eyes, and I can feel and see that the bed was shaking. I didn’t even get some
sleep yet. I had my eyes closed for just a complete five seconds. My body was
shaking with the rhythm of the bed. For a few seconds, it was moving on its
own.
I was awake. This wasn’t a dream. And then it
just stopped. I stayed there, frozen, for about five more seconds, trying to
absorb what happened, trying to register it in my brain, trying to know what
was going on.
I was alone. My imagination got worse. I remembered
scary scenes from horror movies. The ones where objects move by themselves. And
I’m not going to wait for more. So I rushed out of my room, down the stairs,
and out the house. I was alone.
When I got out of the house, I saw that
everything seemed normal, just a regular day. It was still a sunny day, and my
neighbors weren’t talking about any earthquakes, so I thought to myself, that
it couldn’t have been an earthquake.
I suddenly realized that I left my phone in my
room, because I hastily got out from there, but I wasn’t feeling about going
back in to get it. Honestly, I was feeling a bit scared. Scared of something I
do not know. I kept thinking, “Did I just experience something paranormal?”
Will it hurt me if I go back in?” So I just stayed outside, sitting by the gate
of our house, for about thirty to forty-five minutes.
After that, I finally mustered the courage to
go back in and get my phone inside my room. I ran back into my room, picked up
the phone, and hurried out again.
I finally got my phone. I immediately checked
my Twitter, and in there, everyone was talking about this strong earthquake. It
was just a freakin’ earthquake all along. What I experienced was just an
earthquake. I felt really stupid, and all I could do was smile at what happened
and go back inside.
This isn’t your typical scary story… this isn’t
even a scary story.
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