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Wake up, sleepyhead...

July 2, 2014 | Comment icon  comments
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This story was submitted to the site by Leaves-from-the-Vine from Maryland, United States.
There were very strange incidents that occurred in my old house that I grew up in (I'm just going to mention the fact that this was a very old house and pre-dated the Civil War) and here are two of them:

I was about nine or ten when this one happened. I went to bed at nine o' clock to be up for school the next day and did what I always normally did. I turned the lights off, opened my door wide to let the hall light in and got under the covers of my bed. Later, I woke up at THREE AM and my overhead light is on, the door is closed and I was laying on top of my covers, bed fully made. I had no idea what happened. I went downstairs to find my dad watching television (he suffered from insomnia). I asked him if he had anything to do with it and he said, 'no'. I didn't think it was him because, well, he was getting old and had a few back problems. I don't think he could have carried me, let alone picked me up and to just do that for no reason whatsoever. I myself haven't been known to sleepwalk and this was the last time that had ever happened.

The second thing that happened was right after school another day, when I was in sixth grade. I took a nap. My dad didn't like me taking naps because he said I wouldn't be able to go to sleep later on and when he caught me taking one, he usually made me go outside and drink some soda to wake me up. So when I heard him call me to wake up without anger in his voice, I was surprised.
"Wake up, Family Feud is on!" (Which I had gotten into watching and came on at 6 o'clock at this time). My eyes snapped open and I looked at my clock and that's what it was. Exactly 6 o'clock. I went downstairs and looked at him puzzled.

"That's funny." I said. "Why didn't you wake me up earlier if you knew I was asleep, like you always do?" He looked at me oddly.

"I didn't call you. I didn't even know you were asleep."

My dad had experienced these types of things before, when he came to this house. Both he and my mom. But they weren't evil, so I was happy. Even if I couldn't get past the paranoid thought of them watching me...

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