Kitchen Foot
I've been lurkinghere for the past few weeks, and thought I would finally getaround to sending my own little story in. Ever since I couldread, I have been interested in ghosts and the paranormal andhave felt presences, heard noises/voices, and some other thingsas well. I'm currently living in Europe with my (European)boyfriend, although I was born and raised in the States (kindapertinent to the story I think, setting wise at least) This tookplace a couple of months ago. Anyhoo, here goes....
My boyfriend had already gone to bed, but I couldn't sleep as Iwas having my insomnia again. I should describe the apartment alittle bit first. It's an attic apartment on the 4th (they callit the 3rd) floor. When you walk in the door, you walk into asmall entrance room. The fridge is there also (bit of a pain, butthe place isn't that big). There is a set of swinging wood doorsthat are the length from floor to ceiling. Once you're there, ifyou go left, you're in the kitchen then on to the living room.Straight is the bedroom and right is the bathroom. The bathroomdoesn't have a regular door, it's a shower curtain (it used tohave the swinging type, but one broke). I had gone to use thebathroom, but I didn't bother to close it. We have a new cat,Gizmo (8 months old) who was sitting in the "doorway"of the bathroom. All of a sudden she starts acting a bit weird...arching her back, poofing up, and blocking the "doorway".I ask her what's wrong, then look past her into the kitchen. Thelight is off, but there's a little light coming from the livingroom. What I see is this foot walking slowly towards me along thecabinets on the right side. It was probably a little bigger thanmy own foot, kind of a pale gray or bluish color (I could seethrough it too). It wasn't wearing anything, just one bare foot,I couldn't see anything above about the ankle. It was onlyvisible for a few seconds, it disappeared when it was even withthe doorway to the bedroom. I didn't feel too threatened by it, (Ithink Gizmo was more than I) I just felt freaked by it. I went towrite it down on the computer, and saw a shadow on the screen. Ithought maybe it was my boyfriend, but I turned around and hewasn't there.
Another night more recently I was lying in bed, reading I thinkor something, and I looked at the closet (the doors open outward)and the doors were moving, like someone was gently pushing onthem. I felt a presence, but I was in a kind of a bad mood andjust said go away, I'm not at all in the mood right now. Themovement stopped and the feeling of not being alone left. It feltlike the same person. I thought it might be my boyfriend'sgrandma, but I think she stays in her own place that's above hisparents' shop. You get to the apartment by going through the shopthen up some stairs. I went up there once to help move the TV forhis sister. I really felt that she was still there, maybe justlooking after things or something.
As for our apartment, I think for now it's just a spirit thatwants some attention now that there's someone around who willnotice it. (The boyfriend thinks I'm silly) I will feel coldspots or a draft occasionally or a slight touch on the arm orsomething, and just generally feel as though I'm not alone evenwhen I am. I've had other experiences that have left meterrified, so it's kind of nice to have a few that are theopposite.
I'm sorry this ended up being so long, and maybe not asinteresting as some, but I'm glad to have a place to share it!