Knock at the Door, Who’s There?
Story Credit: Nina
A few days back, while I was sleeping, I was awakened by a sound coming from the room beside mine. I took my phone to check the time, it was around 2:30 AM. We use the room as a guest room and it is mostly locked. It sounded like a knock, two times. I thought it might be my parents, I went to check and they were in deep sleep. I ignored the sound, thinking we have rats in our house from the past few days.
I went back to sleep 5 minutes later heard it again, it was the same two knocks as before. I went back to check the room it was locked from outside, I unlocked the room, and saw nothing but a torn cloth on the floor. Might be rats, thought again. Went back to sleep, heard some noise, this time it was different, it was coming from out terrace-like someone is running, it was weird and kinda terrifying. I didn’t check it, tried to ignore it but it was way too loud and me being a light sleeper it kept me awake, I started using my phone to get sleepy and finally after an hour or so I was able to sleep.
In the morning, I asked my dad to take care of the rats, as they really were becoming a pain in the ass now. He did the same and the rats were out.
Two days into the week same thing started to happen again, I was really pissed this time and went to check the room, couldn’t find anything except a worn cloth on the floor like before, rats again, going back to sleep I muttered. I went back to sleep on the same terrace thing. Told dad about the rats the next morning, this time he decided to call professionals and weirdly there was not a single rat found in the house.
Two days passed, was sleeping, and the sound was there again I woke up, checked again everything was the same as the torn cloth, someone running on the terrace sound, tried to sleep ignoring everything. I wanted to tell my mom but didn’t feel like bothering her, seeing her health. Again after two days the same knocks, this time I waited to listen to what happens next. It was weird the sound was two knocks every 5 minutes, it happened for 5, 6 times then stopped.
I felt relief and was about to sleep, there was a knocking sound there again except this was on my room’s door. I asked Mom is that you, no sound. Dad?? Not a single noise. Who’s there? I asked again. No sounds a few minutes passed, two knocks on my door again. I tried to see through the window and was traumatized to see the person standing on the door.
It was me, I saw myself knocking the door. I went under my blanket with my heart beating fast. Minutes passed and there was no sound, it was silent after that but I wasn’t able to sleep that day or days after the incident. What I saw pierced my soul, how was that even possible. No one would ever believe me on this, hell I can’t even believe my own self.
