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SaltPork · 05-28-2003, 08:09 PM

Let me give some background first. The building that I lived in was a house that had been converted to student living, there were about 15 of them on campus. All row houses for the old mills that were in town. There were only nine people living in ours. Our room was on the first floor just off the front door and we had three windows that opened on to the wrap around porch. The walkway to the front porch was half dirt and half pavment so it got a little muddy when it rained....now for the first of many eerie things that happened.....

My roommate and I were just sitting around drinking copious amounts of Coke to stay awake to study. We were shooting the breeze at 3 am when we heard someone come up on the porch. We didn't really think much about this since people came home at 3 am all the time. We heard heavy footsteps go around the porch three times, pausing at the side door-someone else's room and pausing at the front door.

Now we were totally freaked out, but figured that someone forgot their keys. We decided, though it was raining, that we weren't going to offer to let them in unless they asked nice. Moments after deciding that the front door slammed open. The force of the door opening shook the bookshelf on the wall the door hit. We got pissed and decided to investigate.

We both went out ready to kick someone's ass and noticed that there were no foot prints anywhere. No mud. No wet rugs. The door jamb wasn't damaged. At this point the guys in the room above ours were coming down the stairs. They had heard the door and were also pissed. We explained what happened and summarily freaked them out.

We checked the porch, bringing our keys with us, just in case. Not foot prints. We checked the muddy walkway-no footprints. No one could have jumped from the sidewalk to the porch so now, we were terrified.

When we got back inside the two guys from the room in the back of the house were up and pretty pissed off. It seems that someone was banging on their door, very hard and very loud. We all explained what had happened and the terror in our voices and our pallor gave creedence to our story.

That was one of many freaky things that happened. Some of the things happened during the day, others at night. There was no pattern and everyone was experiencing weird things. It went on like that for the two years I lived in that house.

05-28-2003, 08:09 PM	#57 (permalink)
SaltPork Everything's better with bacon Location: In your local grocer's freezer.	Let me give some background first. The building that I lived in was a house that had been converted to student living, there were about 15 of them on campus. All row houses for the old mills that were in town. There were only nine people living in ours. Our room was on the first floor just off the front door and we had three windows that opened on to the wrap around porch. The walkway to the front porch was half dirt and half pavment so it got a little muddy when it rained....now for the first of many eerie things that happened..... My roommate and I were just sitting around drinking copious amounts of Coke to stay awake to study. We were shooting the breeze at 3 am when we heard someone come up on the porch. We didn't really think much about this since people came home at 3 am all the time. We heard heavy footsteps go around the porch three times, pausing at the side door-someone else's room and pausing at the front door. Now we were totally freaked out, but figured that someone forgot their keys. We decided, though it was raining, that we weren't going to offer to let them in unless they asked nice. Moments after deciding that the front door slammed open. The force of the door opening shook the bookshelf on the wall the door hit. We got pissed and decided to investigate. We both went out ready to kick someone's ass and noticed that there were no foot prints anywhere. No mud. No wet rugs. The door jamb wasn't damaged. At this point the guys in the room above ours were coming down the stairs. They had heard the door and were also pissed. We explained what happened and summarily freaked them out. We checked the porch, bringing our keys with us, just in case. Not foot prints. We checked the muddy walkway-no footprints. No one could have jumped from the sidewalk to the porch so now, we were terrified. When we got back inside the two guys from the room in the back of the house were up and pretty pissed off. It seems that someone was banging on their door, very hard and very loud. We all explained what had happened and the terror in our voices and our pallor gave creedence to our story. That was one of many freaky things that happened. Some of the things happened during the day, others at night. There was no pattern and everyone was experiencing weird things. It went on like that for the two years I lived in that house. __________________ It was like that when I got here....I swear.