Whispers in the Dark
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When I was younger my sister and I shared a room.
We had bunkbeds, and at night time when we were supposed to be sleeping, she would look over the edge of the bed at me and we'd talk.
One night I actually fell asleep before she did, I have a really hard time sleeping some nights.I remember the next morning very well.
I had been awake since about five in the morning, like most kids, and Billie finally came out of our room at about nine. She seemed a little, scared.
Being the caring little sister that I am, I asked her what was wrong. I was 9 and she was 13, so it worried me to see her acting this way.
She told me that she heard me say something so she looked down to ask what I had said. She said when she glanced down, I was fast asleep, and there was someone crouched down next to me.I was shocked, she was claiming that I was talking to a spirit in my sleep. No one in our family could do that, at least, not that I know of.
My siblings and I were never truly children I don't think, we were very mature for our age, we were practically grown ups from the moment we turned five, so when I saw how bad it scared my sister I tried to suppress the ability that I had just found out about.
Some mornings she woke up frightened, but most mornings it was like everything went back to normal. Soon there were no more incidents at all.
After about a year, we completely forgot that it had ever happened. And then we went on vacation. I don't remember where we were going or where we were, but I remember staying in a cheap hotel. All of us crammed in a two bed 'suite'. Regardless, we were having a great time, dad had went across the road and got us some blizzards, we laughed, we talked we watched a movie on the shotty tv. Before we knew it, it was bed time.
Mom and dad to one bed, Billie and I to another, and my poor little brother had to sleep on one of those roll cart beds. Everyone was fast asleep before I finally doze off. A couple of hours later my sister woke me up, yet again with a bewildered look in her eyes.
She whispered my way, trying not to wake up the rest of the family. Apparently, I had been mumbling in my sleep, so it woke her up. When she opened her eyes, there was someone standing at the foot of the bed. I don't remember if it was a woman or a man, but she said as soon as she woke me up, they were gone.
My sister still randomly brings that story up, and still to this day I can tell she's frightened by it.That's why I haven't been able to tell her that it sometimes still happens. I've only caught myself actually doing it once, but it was enough proof for me to realize that my sister really wasn't making it up.
I am now 23 years old and I am living in the house that I grew up in. I live alone with my cat, who sometimes shares my experiences with me.
On a night not too terribly long ago, I was laying in my room (my parents old bedroom), Jojo was curled up across my legs like she always is, and I was quickly slipping into dreamland. For some reason during the night I woke up, only slightly.
As soon as my mind barely drifted into consciousness I heard the word hello escape my lips.Across the room, I heard a response. A young man's voice, and he sounded excited, like someone who had been trying for countless days to communicate with me and received nothing in return.I felt Jojo jump up and saw her look in the same direction I had heard the voice.
I was so tired I turned over, barely noticing how my cat stood her ground, before falling back to sleep. I've always wondered if I should record myself while I sleep, to see if I catch anything. But, I'm also worried about what I might find.