It's Unnatural
It's also very weird
Living at my parent's house, back when I was around fifteen years old, I had a strange experience that I would like to share with you; this is the third part of my spooky experiences, with many more stories to share with you.
The house had three bedrooms upstairs and a bathroom; mine was the middle of the three at the time, chilling out with my friend Dean before setting off for the local pub.
My dad was a funny character at times and had previously "had a go" at my friends and me for not announcing that we were either leaving the house or the fact that we had come home.
Now my dad was not someone anyone wanted to pick an argument with; he was broad and muscular, having always had a physical job, and could be short-tempered too!
We got ready to leave the house and walked out of my bedroom; my parent's light was off, so we walked across the landing; my dad shouted from the bedroom, "oh, you're off out then."
"Sorry, dad, your light was off. I did not know you were there; Dean and I are off out, so see you later," my friend Dean said "goodnight Mr Ralph". There were a few minutes of silence, and we held our breath; then, my dad responded, "goodnight".
With a sigh of relief, we walked down the stairs and opened the front door, "Robert," my dad called me; Dean and I just looked at each other; that noise came from the front room downstairs.
We opened the door and looked in; we were both gobsmacked to see my dad watching the boxing on the television, "going out, are you boys" he said.
"Yes," we replied in tandem
"Dad, who is in your bedroom upstairs?"
"I am the only one here; your mother is out; why?"
"I thought you had said something from your bedroom just before we came down."
"Don't be soft, Robert."
Dean squeezed my hand and said, "right, let's go."
My friend and I have never spoken about it since; I don't know what it was, how it communicated in my dad's voice or why. I know is it scared the F*7k out of us, and we were too scared to mention it again.
Until now, I hope that I do not regret talking about it.
What are your thoughts? What could it have been?
Until next time, don't turn around or look over your left shoulder 😱
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