MYour friend was having a slumber party for her birthday and she invited me. It was me, Anna, Jodie and Alise. We had fun, told scary stories, and invented real ones that we had experienced. Just as Jodie told her, there was a bang at the door. We were all scared because Alise's mom and dad went out that night, so we were left alone at home. We decided to close all the doors and windows and then we met in the room where we slept. Jodie didn't come back and when we came back the window in this room was open. We assumed Jodie came out to scare us, but looking back, Jodie is the most scared of all of us. We were scared.
We looked out the window and there was no one there, so we closed it. We checked the whole house downstairs, then we checked and heard screaming. We went into the room we thought it was coming from, and there Jodie was trying to close the window, which creaked as it scraped against the bottom. And when we all tried to close it, it just closed. Yes. No screaming. It was as if someone or something was holding them. Then there's another knock on the door. 5 times. We decided to check it out. As we walked down the stairs, everyone voted for me to open it. I did so. Nothing.
Then when I closed it, something held it and something said, “let me out.” We didn't understand it. What does this mean? We decided to let go. Besides, we were kids, what were we supposed to do? Nobody would believe us. We had been dreaming about it since that night, but when we tried to talk about it, we just couldn't. It was strange.
Thank you for listening to my story, I just needed to get it out.
