This happened in June or July this year, and I've just recalled the need to post it.
Here is the backround of the night in question.
I live with my Sister and her husband. They headed to a friends house for a drink, so I locked the door as usual, and went to my room, where I spend
99% of my time.
All I had done all night was browse the internet, most likely ATS for a majority of that session. Anyway, so I heard a knock on my front door, and
went to answer it. It was My sister, her husband and my other sister returning from their friends. It was 01:30 give or take a few minutes!
Me: Alright, yous have a good night?
Them: Aye it was good craic.
Me: Glad yous enjoyed yourselves.
Them: You should have came over with us!
Me: Nah, You know me, I like my own peace and quite.
Them: Aye, we know...Ok night night.
Locked up after them.
(You get the formality)
All was grand. Went back to my room and returned to browsing the internet.
Come 07:30 I had no smokes and was gasping for one. I heard someone go to the bathroom, and thought yes, i'll just peek my head out and ask Russ (Bro
in law) if I could make one of his.
So I popped my head out and waited a few seconds. Then someone came out from the bathroom. It wasn't Russ! It was a guy named Lee (Who I was in class
with at school, and who had until recently at that time, lived straight across the road from us until he moved away).
So I was like "[snip], what the hell? Where the [snip] did you come from?"
Lee: The bar last night!"
Me: How did you get in here?
Lee: I dunno, must have came back here after the bar.
Me: Yes, but you couldn't have got in as all the doors were locked!
Lee: I dunno then.
At this point I was flabbergasted...and let him go on up the stairs to get more sleep. I should have also mentioned that we live in a 3 story house,
with 4 rooms. Mine is on the second story. He slept on the 3rd.
So, I started wrecking my brains wondering how the hell he got into our house when all the doors and windows were locked and closed.
I started wondering if maybe the door wasn't locked, but then I questioned if that were true, then I still would have heard him coming in the door,
coming up the stairs, and also he was drunk, so he'd have been louder. But nope, I didn't hear a peep until my sisters' knock.
I started questioning all the topics you read on here at ATS, Maybe he was abducted, Maybe there was a time slip, Maybe he died and it was his ghost
(This thought literally scared the crap out of me, I was pondering if I should check if he was still upstairs, but didn't lol), I wondered if he
walked into a portal or teleporter or maybe it was even just a glitch in the Matrix.
I couldn't figure it out and still haven't. What occurred was impossible and unexplainable.
I even woke my bro in law straight after and told him, Lee was in our house, and he was as stunned as I.
I told every one when they got up the next morning and questioned Lee further when he got up.
We got no answers really...He was far too drunk to remember anything from the night.
Now there is another puzzling thing about what happened. When he got up he couldn't find his shoes. Me and him searched high and low, but to no
avail. His shoes could possibly be only in two places anyway, the room he slept in (Which was/is small and tidy), and the living room area. But they
I was astonished, but I really did get the impression that he thought I was making the whole thing up and was playing a prank on him...and I even
brought it up and assured him that I wasn't.
He left in the afternoon in a taxi, shoeless and all, and to this day and probably until the day I die, there is no explanation of how he got into our
house that night!
Does anyone have any similar experiences?
edit on 18-12-2012 by Kandinsky because: snipped a couple of profanities