`insidethetardis` [Thread]

Growing up I lived in the middle of the woods. No neighbors for about a
mile on each side and we own 60 acres of forest then a swamp after that.
So basically I lived in the middle of nowhere. One summer when I was
about 14 I was out in the middle of the woods playing with my dog (I'm
an only child and both of my parents were out of town.) when I kept
feeling something hit my elbow. I'd go to throw Max's ball and the bump
would make me throw it almost straight up. Assuming it was just me
bumping it on trees or something I ignored it. After the fourth or fifth
time of it happening I thought...well this sucks I'll just go home.
Walking back I felt uneasy but I knew I was just freaking myself out
because we were alone. About an hour later Max and I are at home on the
couch when the garage door opens and he starts barking barking barking,
I hop up to go let in my Mom or Dad, even though they were home really
early. I peered through the peephole and saw the door was still shut and
no one was in the garage. Quieting max down I opened the door slowly and
called out for my dad. Nothing... No response at all so I go out to
check the door and it's still locked. Okay... sure. Weird but oh well.
Max heard it too so at least I know I'm not crazy.

About 20 minutes later I hear the door open again and this time Max
starts growling like crazy. I quiet him down again and just assume its
the wind or something making noise even though by this point my heart is
racing. I hear footsteps come up the stairs and think "oh jeez, dad
really is home this time" and hop up and run to the door, it starts to
jiggle so I run faster to let him in. I peep through the hole and even
though my hand is loosely around the jiggling handle theres no one on
the other side of the door. Terrified I go hide on the couch with all
the lights on. Max is still growling.

About an hour after that I start to feel a little better even though im
still terrified then I hear the door handle jiggle again. This time it
was Max jiggling it, he needed to go outside and the only way outside is
through the garage. Fantastic. I literally sprint with him to the kennel
and as I'm standing in there I decide to ask this "thing" questions to
make myself feel better because I knew it wouldn't answer me. Thinking
about what to ask it my eyes are drawn to the huge heavy oak door on the
kennel. It was always open because it was too heavy for me to move
easily. I said "Ok ghost! if you're real you'll shut this heavy door!"
nothing... a minute goes by...nothing. Max is still sniffing around. I
turn around to yell at him to hurry up and then from behind me I hear
'click'. I whipped around and saw the giant door had swung shut and
latched. Okay....clearly it was just the wind. It wasn't really windy
but... it was the wind, for sure, had to be. I proceed "Ok ghost that
was the wind, if you're REALLY real you'll open this massive door back
up!" nothing. I relax a bit and then squat down with my head in on my
knees reminiscing about how lame I just was being scared when I hear
'click clack'. The door was now wide open. Max was done so we booked it
back into the house locking every door in the house.

For the next 4 hours I would hear the footsteps on the stairs and the
door handle jiggling every few minutes, until finally around 11pm my dad
walks in and yells at me for wasting electricity.

I never told him or my mom about it until about a 4 months later when my
dad came in from hunting after dark. He looked shaken and I asked him
what was wrong... He said he aimed at two deer but missed both
completely because it felt as if something was hitting his elbow and
making him shoot way above the deer. Thats when I told him everything.

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