It was the middle of June. The full moon night when I heard a strange sound in my house. I was living with my family at that time because my work building was near but the longer I stayed the more I noticed the paranormal happening there. well today was like any other night until the crashing sound from downstairs. It felt like glass falling and breaking, suddenly the lights went off. The atmosphere felt cold and I couldn't shake off the bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.
Something was wrong
To find out I lit a candle which was always beside my bed swung my legs on the side of the bed and stood up. Taking the candle in my hand I slowly walked towards my bedroom door and opened. Then walked out and took a step towards the staircase and as I walked down I couldn't help but feel like someone was behind me then it happened. A creaking sound on the wooden stairs. I froze. Then slowly turned around. No one, one one was there. I turned back to the stairs and kept taking slow steps. Scared. Like my suspicions were confirmed.
Like someone really was behind me. Following me in the dark.
Soon my feet touched the floor after the stairs and I walked toward my parents room to check if everything was okay when I saw something flash against my eyes. Like a shadow. I slowly checked the whole house. Nothing was there. Nothing wrong.
"Wow" I thought to myself. Maybe I was just overthinking, maybe i was hallucinating or maybe it was the horror movies
Just then–