So... I think I had my first instance of paranormal activity this morning. · 7:17am Jan 25th, 2020
I was jolted awake from a pretty solid sleep by a series of rapid knocks, or pounds, on my bed.
Now I felt those pounds, the vibrations.
I was scared out of my mind. I thought someone was under my bed. I checked...
And no one was there.
Checked my closet. No one.
I went downstairs and asked both my parents.
Neither of them heard or noticed the knocks.
They chalked it up to maybe it was next door. As in, the next house over.
Now I'm thinking, "In what universe does sound work that well between a door over 12 meters away through a few brick walls and still feel like my bed was being knocked?"
My mom explained earlier tonight that it might've been the house's furnace, since it apparently makes those sounds when cooling down.
I've lived in this house for almost 12 years. I have never heard the vents make that particular noise.
The only explanation I have that makes enough sense is that a ghost knocked on the wooden foundations of my bed. So... yeah.
On one hand: "Oh cool, I have my own ghost story now."
On the other: "Oh God, I have my own ghost story now."
Interesting. I like your ending bit, though.
I will pray. I hope you stay safe.