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The Rapping Sound
The Rapping Sound
by lestat @nni.com
I would happen to say that for as long as I had lived in a small double
house in a quiet town of Pennsylvania, things always seemed odd to me.
There were times when my sister, my younger brother and I would
"experience" things. There was no time that I could remember best then
when I had returned home from my first night of work. I was excited by
my new experience, and had retired up to my bedroom. Now, because of
the house size, my sister and brother shared the same bedroom. To the
left of the bedroom, was a small room that my dad had converted into an
office for his business. Anyway, as I went upstairs to bed, my father
came out of the little room and asked me how my first day went, and then
wished me goodnight. He went downstairs, and while I laid in bed
pondering the "riches" that I would make, I started to hear a light
tapping that started on the baseboard under the window. The knocking
got louder as it went up the wall, on the window, I remember because it
sounded like someone rapping on the glass, up the wall, across the
ceiling, this sounded like someone rolling a bowling ball across the
attic stairs. This stopped for a second, then started to roll across
the ceiling, down the wall, down the window, down the baseboard and then
started up again. At this time my sister awoke, asked me what was going
on and then she got real scared. I was terried too, because I didnt
know what to make of it. This process happened three times of up and
down. By the second time, my sister jumped into my bed and together we
huddled under my blanket.
The next morning, I asked my dad what that was after telling him
the story and he had said that it was the cable outside the house.
Funny thing was there was no cable there! There were other times when
we would hear footsteps up and down the stairways and my dad would say
it was the neighbors next door. Who would walk up and down their stairs
all night long?
Credit Shadowlands
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Theres never a cable is there? Cool little story W-OLF, although if i heard someone walking aorund and i knew no one was there, i think i would leave for a bit. lol
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well,i live in pennsylvania,and we have tons of ghost stories,gotta say thats one of the weakest but i heard some crazxy ones,ill try to post some when i get some time
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lol a newtype of weird story
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