I was awake until 2 in the morning trying to make my dying cat feel as comfortable as possible before she could be put down. I finished working around 2:30 in the morning and left my laptop in my room. I went to the living room looking for Missy, my cat and cuddled until I fell asleep.
Suddenly, I woke up with a start after hearing really loud rock n’ roll music. This is surprising because 1) Except for Missy, I was alone in the apartment and 2) I tend to listen to jazz music.
I stood up and checked the house trying to find the source of the music. I went to my room and found my laptop turned on, playing rock n’ roll music on a white screen. At first, I wasn’t all that freaked out because I figured it must’ve been my brother trying to play a trick on me. My brother visited two days prior to the time this happened. Yeah, that must be it.
I went back to the living room just to make sure if Missy hasn’t passed while I was checking the house. A few minutes later, I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard loud tapping on all windows in the house!
From there on, I lived in fear. I avoided looking out the window at night, scared to see what might be looking back from the beyond. Scary things started happening in the house. There was one time when I almost fell off the bed because my bed was being pushed down by an unseen force. I also heard my voice being screamed in my ear. Things started missing or turning up in weird places in my house. Three days before hearing loud music, I woke up with three massive scratch marks on my left foot.
The last straw was Missy, she fell ill for no reason at all. There were times when I would catch Missy growing at something, baring her teeth and spitting at my door. I would often see small wounds or tender spots on Missy’s side but I figured she must’ve been fighting with other cats. Now, I realize it wasn’t the neighbor’s cats at all. It was something else.
Missy refuses to leave my side and follows me everywhere in the house. I was so scared of leaving her alone while I worked and couldn’t believe my luck when my boss told me I could start working from home. I wasn’t aware of any strange occurrences in the house until I started spending more time at home. My brother told me he never had any strange experiences when I begged him to stay with me for two weeks.
After Missy passed, I decided to move out. I heard that the building where my old apartment was located will be torn down. I felt relieved after hearing the news.