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I have a story that definitely still scares me. I have always had weird feelings about the house I live in but nothing was really that scary until this incident.. My name is Debbie and I live in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. My mother, my brother, and I have been renting a house there for 16 years, and even though I don't think it's haunted, I do have a weird tale.
My room is pretty big, and the shadows in there have always scared me. On one side of my room I have an entertainment center, and in the corner is a VHS cabinet with all my movies in it. On the other side of the room is the closet, and my bed is sandwiched in between both. One night when I fell asleep I thought I heard someone walk into my room, so I just figured it was my brother coming in to grab a movie. The noise moved around my bed, went to the VHS cabinet, and then moved around to where the closet is.
It sounded as though a man were standing beside my bed and whispering something in my ear. It was muted so I couldn't make out what was being said. I began to get cold and threw the covers over my head. A few minutes went by and I again heard the footsteps walking around my bed. He came back over to the side of the closet, and started to whisper. I was so afraid that I just could not move a muscle in my body. I couldn't scream out to anyone. I was fully aware of what was going on, and I know for sure that it was not a dream.
His voice was getting louder, but I still couldn't make out what was being said to me. My whole body was paralyzed and I wanted to scream. I tried to open my mouth, but nothing came out. It felt like an eternity lying there listening to this man trying to talk to me. When I finally got the nerve up to pull the covers down, he was gone.
I told my mother and my brother what had happened to me, and my brother told me that he had never entered my room that night. My mother was on the couch and didn't hear a thing. It has only happened to me one more time after that. But the feeling still stays with me. I can still hear his voice in my ear, and I often wonder what he wanted and if he'll come back to me again.-Unsigned-