During last summer (the summer before 9th grade). I was up I think it was around 12, 12:30 am. I was on this very computer. The atice is right above me in this room.
Anyways, I'm a writer, and I'm working on my first chapter book. So, that night, I was writing in my book. My mom's asleep. Belle, my cat, is sleeping by my chair. And, i was up in the room typing for about 3 hours now.
When all of the sudden, I began to hear heavy footsteps above me. (NOTE: The atic entrance is to my back right next to the door, which is to the back of my right).
Anyways, I sounded like someone heavy was walking/stomping to my left. And, then I heard a noise like something was moving. After I heard the footsteps, I had turned around sitting down looking up. I looked at my cat and she was staring right at the spot I was staring at. I heard a low growl (Note: My cat never growls accept whenever she gets irritated, which isn't offtend) As soon the noise strarted (lasted like um...10 secs) it was just like moving like a big box of heavy things aside; my cat growled. I looked at her again in her eyes were big and black (NOTE, ONCE AGAIN: I have never, ever heard my cat growl). Then she jumped up and pawed the door open and ran out as fast as possible. I just sat there. The noise had stop, but I didn't like the feeling I had in me. It'a hard to describe the feeling...It was like someone was there and it was just this feeling like I shouldn't be there or else...type thing. So, I saved my book real quick and ran downstairs and went to sleep in my mom's bed.
I have a past with the atic...This room I'm typing this in, use to be my old room, from when I was I think around 1 years old to 12 years old...
