This happend when i was 5 to 6 years old.
At the Time my Mother and I and my 1 or 2 year old baby brother (2 years old If i was 6 years old at the time) moved from womans shelter to shelter
because of my father.
The shelter we stayed at for maybe couple months.
This Happend at night As it was Dark outside.My Mother had picked up my brother and told me she was going to feed and change him downstairs and bring
him up and tuck him into bed. Then go watch a movie with the other ladys,Not wanting to be alone i asked if i could come downstairs with her as she
fed him and changed him,Since i did not like the idea of being alone in the room.She said no and turnd the lights off before closing the door on her
way out with my brother.We are on the secound floor of the house which is shelter btw.
The room we stayed in had 3 beds. 2 floor beds and a Bunkbed.With dresser in between the two floor beds.the heads of the bed faced the wall so the
beds left and right side where not facing the wall. The bunkbed right side was against the wall on the right of the room.Across from the bunk bed to
the left of the room and two floor beds is the window.which is closed.
Now as i was waiting for my mom to come back up with my brother.I was atop the top bunkbed as i felt i was safest up here.
As i stared at the window as it is facing me as i layed down and could see it across the room.The bed started to shake violently.freaked me out.I was
silent and upset for while before had the guts to call and scream for my mom and for help.I'm suprised no one in the other rooms herd me down the
hallways as this happend.
no one was in the room as i could see the whole room even with the lights off..since the moon was out and could make out the other stuff in the
room.and my mom would never leave me if there was someone in the room she didnt know.
The shaking went on for maybe 20 mins or more with me gripping the handels of the bed so not to fall off and the blanket.I thought maybe earthquake
but then was nah since the lamp on the dress between the two floor bed didnt shake at all while the bunkbed i was on shook,Plus my mother would have
came for me.The shaking stoped for while,lil shakes in between the minuts.
I got the feeling someone was irrated that i was at the top and not in the floor beds,where would be easy to get me.(I dont know why i would think
that someone was upset with me,i remember asking my self that cant be right because there no one there in the room with me),but the idea kept going
threw my mind at the time this weird feeling that i made them upset and i should come down.That the new idea was that the floors beds where much
better then the Bunkbed because they didnt shake and looked strong and heavy for it to move.wich i grew to like the idea...
Also the Bunkbed i was on had no ladder.As i used the top handels to push my self up there at the start.
After thinking it over.I looked across the room.and noticed the window open wide.and no screen in the window....Which the window was clearly
shut.before my mom left.The bed still jerked and shook lilttle but not much as before.
I wonder.maybe racoon opened the window and came to the bunk bed and started to push it with it's paws? though probly not since the bed was big.Then i
remember one of the girls i played with has older sister,and her boyfriend snuck in.Thinking this i thought wait.the window has a escape stairs
outside of it,though they where pulled up i think.since i did play in the backyard and seen them.
But why would the girl's older sister boyfriend come up them and scare me? having this thought i got brave and peeked a look under me at the bottem
bunkbed..No one was there....(also no one could be under the bottom bunkbed because i tried going under there and my 5 or 6 year old little body
couldnt even get under let alone my arm and hand .was very low to the floor almost touching it.
As i realized this i pulled my self up and did recheck of room and didnt see anyone.Then the bed started to shake and i pulled the blanket over my
head and wishing mom would hurry up.Not knowing what to make of this situation that happend to me.
A couple minutes later my mom enterd the room and i asked her why she didnt come when i screamed for her help.I told her what happend to me.
she looked at me and said i had bad dream and that she was only gone for 5 mins.which was impossible as i could feel my cheeks and eyes sore from
crying and my grip still on the handels of the top bunk bed.There was no way somthing like that was a dream.
4 mins was impossible and disturbing since what ever i had experienced felt longer then 4 mins and very much scary and real.
I also told her the window was open and she said she left it open before she left.Which i remember was closed.and thought it odd since my mother would
never keep a window open like that with the was fire escape metal stairs connecting with it outside.Because someone could climb them and enter the
room,She was very carefull and didnt trust things like that.
I climbed down from the bunk bed not wanting to stay on it any longer and now having a deep hatred for the thing. and and went to floor beds and slept
on it like was the most safest place ever to sleep.
After that i always liked floor beds wich ever side with it facing the wall..
edit on 18-9-2010 by LookingforInfo because: spelling