Ghost Stories
Floor Creaks
This happened in1985 I was 24 at the time. I live in Bogota, Colombia. I had agirlfreind who lived with her mother in an old house. They livedfar from my own home so many times when it got late I'd stay over.
There are two basically two things that happened to me in thathouse that really got me wondering in the supernatural. The firstwas one night I was sleeping in a very small room right down thehall where my girlfreind was slept. and a abouit 1 a.m. the doorwas pushed open hitting my feet that were close to it, I woke upand heard running towards the end of the hall, I thought it wasmy girlfriend playing a joke on me so I got up quicky to catchher but instead of seeing anyone I found nothing, I went to herroom and found her fast asleep, I woke her and told her what hadhappened but she didn't belive me.
Afterwards nothing strange happened until some months later whenin the city ther was power shortage and evry night from 8 to 10 p.m.there were blackouts. My girlfriends mother had to go out of townfor a month and since my girlfriend studied I was volunteeredinto Babysitting her younger brother (10 years old) and the houseto avoid burglurey. I arrived at the house every night a 6 p.m.and at 8 p.m. the lights would go out because of the blackout.every day when I arrived the little brother would stick to melike glue. I would watch TV until the lights went and then withcandle light read something. Nothing mucha happened during thefirst week, then one night in a room next to the livingroom Istarted to hear footsteps, since the floor was wood you couldcleary hear the creaks. I immediatly got a flashlight and wentinto the room thinkign someone had broken in, but the room wasempty, when I got into the middle while I was pointing theflashlight in front of me ther came ! ! a creak from behind mewhen i turned arounf to see what it was ther came another creakfrom behind making me turn around again, this happend to me aboutfive times when I decided that wasn't for me so headed out ofthere closing the door behind me. When I got out the littlebrother was there scared as hell telling me that he always heardthe same noises from that same room. I decided to stay out ofthere for the rest of the night, bhut i still kept on hearing thecreaks. That happened every other night I was there, but I stillkept out side.
After the babysitting job I tried not to stay there very much butwhat I was told by the little brother the noises kept uppractically every night.
To keep the story short I never could discover what was going onbut not long after a police detective came one day to the housemaking inquiries about a woman who had died in that hous of childbirth, when he showed us a layout of the scene the body waslocated precisly in the room where I had heard the noises. Idon't know if thats the problem or not but to me it could be.