September 19, 2008
A Scary Sleepover
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Marcy, Billings, Montana, Summer of 1974
I was about 14-years-old and was sleeping over at my friend's house. I had
stayed there a couple of times before but nothing out of the ordinary had
happened. The last time I stayed there we had watched TV (nothing scary, her
mom didn't allow it) and went to bed at around 10:00 PM. It was a fairly
small house, so my friend and I shared her bed. I don't know how long I had
been asleep, but I woke up to the sound of the closet door opening, which
was on my side of the bed. I looked but didn't see anything or anyone, so I
got up and closed the door. When I got back into bed I kept watching and the
door opened again! I was getting very scared by this time so I stayed where
I was, looking at the closet, afraid to close my eyes. I then felt my side
of the bed go down, as if someone had sat on it. I was looking right at the
bed and there was no one there! Then I felt the covers being pulled down at
the foot of the bed. All this time my friend lay right beside me, sound
asleep. I was holding tightly to the covers when my friend sat straight up
in bed, looked to the foot of the bed and in a matter of fact tone said,
"Just leave us alone!" and laid back down and went to sleep. Everything
stopped.
About one minute later her mom came into the room and asked if everything
was okay. I told her I wanted to go home and she didn't even ask me why.
When my mom arrived to pick me up, my friend's mom simply said, "They
usually only stay over once. Marcy almost made it three times." My mom asked
me what she meant but I refused to talk about it, afraid that whoever was in
their house would follow me home. I have had a few mild encounters since but
nothing as terrifying as that night.
