Scared Shitless
Last night I fell asleep downstairs recording a film, everyone else was in bed, I was lying on the sofa, in the dark, I heard someone enter the room, they were making a lot of noise, I assumed it was my brother . I asked him what was wrong as he was stamping and fuming to himself,he failed to answer and began to stamp around the sofa, encircling me. My eyes were closed and suddenly I realized it wasn't him, and I began to panic. It was then I heard the noise it can only be described as a whirring noise, around and around me,and a swishing of material. Taking control of my fear I sat up and forced my eyes open, the room fell silent, but had that strange air of something that had just left the room, like a misty unease . I looked at the clock it was around 2.30 in the morning 12 to 3am are the worse time for paranormal experiences, I've never been so scared.