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February 2002 – Page 39

The Growl Behind the Door
by Kimberly T.

Ever since I was a child, strange things has been happening around me, although when I was smaller the strange happenings seemed the norm and I paid it no mind. It wasn't until I was a teenager that things really got weird. My family and I lived in trailer that had more occupants then we thought. Every night you could here doors slamming shut, and my bedroom doorknob turning as if someone or something was trying to get in. My parents were oblivious to these happenings only my sister and I lived in fear. Don't get me wrong; it wasn't always scary. Sometimes it was quite the prankster: it used to get in my underwear drawer and throw it all over my room. Or when I was getting ready for a date, it would whistle when no one else was home. 

This went on for a long time. Then finally my parents bought a new home. I could hear these spirits crying, and running up and down the hallway. Then one night I awoke from a dead sleep to see my doorknob yet again turning - only this time a sound came from behind the door. It was the most horrible growl I'd ever heard. I immediately started praying to God, "Please help me!" When I said that, it was gone and I honestly believe if I hadn't woke up that I would not be alive today. Since then, my sister and I have moved out into our own homes we still get visitors, but not as often as before. I don't know who or what they were, but for some reason it picked us.

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