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Sent in by Innocent Chica

I went on vacation (not giving the name of where I went and cahnced names in order to protect privacy) and my family and I stayed at a cabin. I got stuck sharing a room with my brother, lets call him Andy. The room we were sharing had bunk beds, a closet and a night table with a didgital clock and radio on it. There were two windows, one facing the street and the other facing the house next door. There was a house on both sides of our cabin (neither inhabited at the time) and a family staying in a house behind us. The road was not a main road and was a dead end so hardly any cars passed through during the day, let alone the night. There was also a steep hill from the room to the cabin we were staying in. My parents bedroom was on the first floor along with a bathroom. On the second floor was a kitchen, my grandparents room, Andy's and my room and a living/sitting room. Now for the story.

The first night there I was sleeping on the bottom bunk (and stayed on the bottom bunk the whole week) and Andy was snoring away on the top bunk. He is a pretty loud snorer and you always know when he's asleep. I have a habit of waking up during the night, and that night was no different. I had been up about ten minutes when I heard a strange noise. Because I was half asleep, it took me awhile to figure out what the noise was a where it was coming from. The noise was radio static (oh scary) and coming from the radio on the night table at the foot of the bed. I figured I had propably hit the button with my foot and crawled down to the end of the bed to turn the radio off. Strange thing was, the radio was already off! I knew the static was coming from that radio and becasue I was tired and not fully awake I unplugged the radio and the noise stopped. I went back to sleep and thought nothing of the radio till the next morning. I looked at it and it was plugged back in. My brother denied doing it, but he never remembers what he does so I think he did plug it back in, although I'm not positive.

Nothing happened the second night, but the third night was probably the scariest night for me. As usual I woke up at about two in the morning (looked at the clock at the foot of the bed). I was facing the wall and Andy was snoring away. I rolled over and there it was. There was a shape right at the side of my bed! It appeard to be resting its chin on Andy's bed, had one foot resting on the wood frame of my bad and a hand on my matress. I first thought it was my mom (it was deffinatly female), but it was too short. So then I thought it was my grandma, but it was too thin and too tall. I knew it couldn't be my dad or grandfather and Andy was asleep. My next thought was that it was Andy's blankets that he knocked off his bed, but then I noticed them already laying on the floor. I was ready to kick whoever or whatever was there (I play a lot of sports and dance so I knew a kick would really hurt it) but something stopped me from doing that and I let my leg relax. My next thought was to turn on the flashlight by my bed, but I decided against that in case it was someone dangerous. I was laying down under another bed and didn't have much of an advantage. I laid there and starte at it for a few hours till I fell asleep(don't ask how). The next moring it was gone and never appeared again.

The third and fourth nights there were fine. The fifth night I woke up in the middle of the night (bet you weren't expecting me to say that) and heard a banging noise. I was fant and hard to hear over Andy's snoring, but I sounded like it was coming from outside. I sounded like someone hammering on a metal pole, but there weren't any metal poles near by that I knew about, and anyway, who would be up in the middle of the night to bang? Not to mention that there wasn't anybody around to do the banging. Two of the three houses near by were empty and the third the family was away for the night. The noise went on for two hours and then just stopped. I went back to sleep and the rest of the vactaion was fine. I still don't know what happened there and I really don't want to find out.

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