The Thing in the Living Room: A True Story

Somewhere in the building a baby was crying. Maybe it was that new family that moved in 2 floors above us I thought, though that kid has impressively strong lungs if I can hear him all the way down here.
Ignoring the crying, I continued tidying up the living room, picking up a stray toy, folding up an errant coloring book, sweeping the crumbs off the couch and clearing away the remnants of another day.

I fished the iPad out from under the dining table and looked at the display: 1:26am. Time for bed.

Just as soon as I empty the sink that is.

Sigh.

Elbow deep in soap suds, half asleep and dreaming of my soft bed, I was suddenly pulled from my reverie by a sound behind me. Thinking the husband had come back for a glass of water, I turned around.

Empty.

door

Huh, I guess the sound came from upstairs.

I returned to the dishes, quickening my pace, discomfited by the emptiness of the dimly lit room behind me.

Something passed in front of the hallway light, casting a brief shadow on the wall in front of me.

I spun around, but again, nothing.

I turned back to the sink, my heart racing, struggling with my gloves, panicking when I couldn’t get them off fast enough.

Thud.

This time I didn’t turn around. I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

Someone, something, was behind me. I could feel it.

Scratch scratch.

Finally freeing myself from the rubber gloves, I threw them in the sink.

Another shadow flitted across the wall in front of me.

Taking a deep breath, I whirled around and sprinted for my room, averting my eyes from the dimly lit living room and locking the bedroom door as soon as I was inside.

My heart pounding, I rested my back against the cool wooden door, trying to calm my nerves. Lilly let out a tiny snore. My husband rolled over and draped an arm over her sleeping body. All perfectly calm and normal.

I’m letting my imagination run away with me, I told myself, there’s nothing there.

A small part of me however was not so sure…

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37 thoughts on “The Thing in the Living Room: A True Story

  1. That is…terrifying. I’d be yelling out some “In the name of Jesus” prayers!!

    When my husband was still in the service, we lived on a townhouse on base. We were in the middle unit, so we were used to the occasional muffled sounds from our neighbors.

    We were in bed one night and, I can’t remember if I was suddenly awoken or if I was laying there half asleep or unable to drift off, but it was late and I was awake.

    I heard a few noises out in the hallway. We kept the hallway light on, but our door was closed almost all the way. I sat up, and saw that everything looked fine, so I laid back down.

    I heard the noise again, it was almost like one or two muffled footsteps, which my overactive imagination tried to chalk up to our neighbors having stairs just on the other side of our hallway wall. So I tried to shut my brain off and go the eff to sleep.

    I heard it again. And it was almost like someone was standing in the hallway and shifting their steps. Our dog on the end of the bed picked her head up and looked at the door. She just stared for a moment and then laid her head back down, but kept her eyes open and on the doorway. I watched her, waiting to see what she would do.

    Finally I heard it again, but this time it was almost like something passed in front of the light for a moment and darkened the hallway. And this time our dog sat up and growled.

    This is where I “noped” out and woke up my husband. I stayed with the dog while he checked everywhere. I never found a reasonable explanation and I never had it happen again that I can recall. I wouldn’t say I believe in ghosts but I do believe in supernatural forces. And I am also a believer in always trusting your pet’s instincts. Once my dog was over it, I was too.

    Now let’s all drink wine and pass out for bed with the light on.

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    1. Oh I was praying all right, no doubt about that, just not out loud: that would have made it too real for me if that makes any sense πŸ˜†
      As for your experience: Oh wow, I would have woken my husband up way sooner 😳 I don’t believe in ghosts either, but there are non-human entities out there that we can’t see and they can make the i presence felt if they choose.. Yup, I’m definitely sleeping with the lights on tonight πŸ˜‚

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  2. If you have a crawlspace or a small attic type thing in your ceiling, I’d go up in the daytime and check for bats. I had that happen once in an apartment that me and a bunch a friends were renting. It had crawled down through a gap in the molding and was flying around late at night. Scared the Crap out of us. Weird shadows, scraping and the weird feeling that someone had walked behind us in the dark. Because, you know…silent wings move air…

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      1. Huh…Well, I guess the best you can do is not freak out until it starts knocking things over, or…some little creepy girl shows up in your shower staring at you through black eyes…

        I totally crossed into the horror zone, didn’t I? Sorry! πŸ˜‰

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      2. Ok so now I’m going to calmly turn off the tv, turn off the living room lights and sprint for my bedroom πŸ™ˆ So much for me-time after everyone goes to sleep!

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  3. That stuff freaks me out! I learnt that you can tell any spirits or energies you don’t want around you to leave and most times they will. Apparently haha. I hope. But saying that stuff in my head does make me feel a tiny bit better anyhow.

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  4. A smudging ceremony couldn’t hurt. Could have been a long lost relative just checkin up on ya. πŸ™‚

    I had a presence checking on me many years ago. It felt like a male, and it always stayed in the entry hall. It was eerie, but not scary. I left a note asking, “why are you here?” near where I would sense it or catch a fleeting glance at the shadow of it. Once I left the not it hasn’t returned. It’s been a decade or so since then. I like to think it was my brother just checking on me.

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