I had something similar about 2 weeks ago. I was thinking about making a thread here about, but never bothered. Since you mentioned it I'll share
My bedroom was being painted, so everything was removed from it except for my dresser, my desk, and my bed, and a few other things. I don't know if
this "awoke" or "disturbed" something because everything was being moved or changed around. My house is fairly new so it doesn't really make
sense, there was only 1 family in it before us.
Anyway... I was woken up at 6 am. Normally I don't get up until 7 or so. A few minutes later I began to hear a tapping noise that seemed to be coming
from inside of the drawers of the desk right beside my bed. At first I kind of ignored it and thought maybe things were just settling from being moved
around during the day. But the tapping kept happening... at first it was every 10 to 20 seconds there would be between 1 and 3 quick taps. The next
thing that ran through my head was the bats that lived in the ceiling above my room, but the place that they come in was sealed shut and I haven't
heard them moving around for weeks before this.
6:06. The tapping intensified. Now I was hearing a tap/nail-dragging sound inside my drawer every second or couple of seconds. I thought to myself
that it maybe sounded like a mouse was moving around in the bottom drawer, and that I would check it when I got up in an hour. The idea of something
paranormal was only slightly crossing my mind... I was really trying hard to think of every LOGICAL explaination for what I was hearing.
6:16. The scariest thing I've experienced in a few years. I heard what seemed like someone whispering right into my ear from above. It sounded like 1
or 2 sentences, I could hear a few syllables, but couldn't make any words. I couldn't even tell if the voice was male or female. I sat up and looked
at the doorway, which was completely empty. Whether subconciously or it triggered something in my brain I'm not sure, but I involuntarily yelled out
some kind of noise, which was basically "BWAAAAA." I sat up looking around for a few minutes, almost being afraid to look because this had scared
the crap out of me so bad. A few minutes later, I heard another clear, loud tap on my guitar which was sitting on the other side of the room across
from my bed. I know it was my guitar because I could hear the hollow resonation of it being tapped. I sat up a few more minutes before finally laying
down again. After I laid back down, I still kept my eyes open looking around.
I waited and watched my clock for 6:26, anticipating that something was going to happen at the next "6" interval (I had noticed the pattern by this
point.) Nothing happened... perhaps because a family member in my house got up and got in the shower (possibly because of my random yelling
closed my eyes and rested until 7 without further incident. I'm glad it didn't happen at 3 am or I would have been very tired the next morning.
In the following days I woke up at 5:30 - 6 am again, but I didn't hear anything else like this experience. Since then I've gone back to waking up
at my regular time.