Gozer the Gozerian
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Back in middle school, I lived in an upstairs bedroom at my parents old farmhouse out in the country. In my closet I kept a couple big plastic tubs full of all my lego bricks. One summer night I was laying in bed having trouble falling asleep, when I heard a rustle from my closet. I was startled a bit but was old enough to figure it was just some lego bricks randomly falling over the way stuff does sometimes. But less than a minute later it happened again, just a quick one second rustle like a hand sifting through the legos (and the closet door was closed). I curled up in my sheets, and when it inevitably happened a third time I yelped and jumped up in my bed. The second this happened there were four quick knocking/footstep sounds on the wall behind the closet (an exterior 2nd floor wall). I was about shaking at that point and needless to say my bedroom light stayed on the rest of that night.
I don't believe in anything supernatural but recalling this still creeps me out to this day.
I don't believe in anything supernatural but recalling this still creeps me out to this day.