Somebody Was In My Room, But No One Believes Me \ 1 STORY = 2 VERSIONS

hi i'm beverly and my parents don't believe me i am 100 sure that someone was watching me for several months straight so i asked them for help i cried i was desperate yet my parents never believed me one night i woke up cause someone was heavily breathing in the darkness of my room which honestly wouldn't have been too weird if we like owned a dog or something but we didn't have a single pet mom and dad never let me have pets cats and dogs were always out of the question yet they wouldn't even allow me to have a pet rat well anyway somehow my parents were 100 sure that an animal of any sort would turn my room into a pig pen they honestly just don't trust me even still i always dreamed of having a dog i was going to turn 13 at the time so half asleep i assumed that mom and dad were sneaking in to surprise me with one and so dreaming of that i went back to sleep and when i woke up the next morning i immediately started looking all around the house for my new fluff ball of course i found nothing i asked my mom about the animal but my mom thought that i was making fun of her and reprimanded me i told her what i had heard in the night about the breathing but instead of helping she left me without a dessert that night at dinner so that i could be a little more in touch with reality yeah honestly she said that well the next evening in bed i heard heavy breathing once again since then i've heard that horrible sound every night at first i told myself that it must have been a very big stray dog outside of my window but it didn't take long before i realized that only humans could make those sounds well a little background on me i was widely known for having a good imagination teachers at school said that i would become a great writer and my english teacher said that he really enjoyed reading my essays and some of those essays even got published in the school paper besides i also enjoyed daydreaming it kind of goes with the territory so you can say that my parents disbelief was kind of justified at least for a little while but not for that long anyway mom and dad never liked my fantasies nor my tendency to just gaze off randomly apparently they even considered me a little bit crazy according to mom and dad the only worthwhile lifestyle is living in the moment but i wasn't crazy or anything i was always able to differentiate between fantasies and the life i knew i knew perfectly well that all the ghosts and the fairies in my stories weren't real and of course i would have never made up for something as scary as stories about someone walking around my room in the night soon i was all too sure that somebody had invaded my room at night and that it was most definitely an adult man because the stranger had a very long stride and a heavy footstep just like my dad or my uncle and besides sometimes the stranger let out an indistinct whisper or even coughed a little bit i spent night after night under my blanket in fear absolutely mortified and i'm a light sleeper so those sounds always woke me up and yet i never grew bold enough to open my eyes i was too afraid to look at the stranger and at the time i was already sure that that night guest wasn't my dad i was so sure because i heard my dad snoring from the other room morning after morning i came running to my mom and dad and told him about the stranger about the terrifying noises i told them that some creep was totally watching me in my sleep and that i was horribly afraid yet my dad only told me not to watch tv before bedtime and my mom once even said that if i didn't stop with those stories they would be forced to bring me to a very special doctor at that well that threat was enough for me to stop complaining my mom looked very angry when she spoke about that doctor so i realized that i'd get no help from her since then i couldn't sleep at all and i even stole a hammer from dad's garage and i put it under my pillow to feel just a little bit more safe yet soon everything suddenly got better we kind of just moved to a new house out of the blue mom and dad told me that they managed to discover some poisonous substance in the walls of our old home and had to move immediately still it was all quite strange when i came home from school one day they just told me that we were moving and we did that in one day personally i actually felt pretty great about that decision of course i couldn't care less about that poisonous substance of any sort my new bedroom was safe there was no stranger to come into my room at night no more heavy breathing no more fear switching schools and leaving lots of my stuff and friends behind was a small price to pay well i'm still mad at my mom honestly through it all mom and dad never believed me i told them so many times about that creep that stranger in our home yet they moved only when someone told them about some poison in the walls apparently they never cared about me or what i had to say at all and that honestly just hurts hi i'm karen beverly's mom recently my husband and i almost made the gravest mistake in our lives we never took our daughter's word seriously and that almost ended up in tragedy we've lost our daughter's trust well yeah beverly is physically okay but as of late she turned inward and doesn't confide in us anymore you see beverly was always a dreamy kid she used to make up various stories since she was a little girl and was always ready to tell a tale or two we treated her stories condescendingly because those were just fairy tales and sooner or later she still had to abandon those when she grew up yet when a person matures he or she must become much more reasonable and responsible and beverly had problems with that that's why we didn't take our daughter's last tale seriously she told us many times about some stranger who came to her room in the night and just stood there whispering and coughing yet we always thought that it was just another one of beverly's tales nothing more that was our greatest mistake we instantly dismissed our girl's words who could believe that tale about the stranger we had a lot of things to do we couldn't be bothered with such nonsense yet later it turned out that she was true my husband and i realized when something was amiss when strange things began to happen to us as well nothing exceptional or paranormal nothing weird of course just some little accidents that had no explanation whatsoever for example the food started inexplicably disappearing from the fridge you must realize i was used to making plenty of food at once so as not to be bothered with cooking during the work week usually i cooked whole tubs of potato salad grilled dozens of steaks at once or boiled a lot of corn enough for several days or so and suddenly all that food began to disappear in a much more rapid pace than before at first i thought that my husband started snacking in the middle of the night then i suspected beverly she's a teenager after all her growing body needs a lot of food i even checked on them once or twice in the middle of the night yet no members of our household were awake at night and the food kept disappearing sometimes several of my purchases disappeared before i even had a chance to open them i bought those things receipts don't lie i remember bringing them home yet they were nowhere to be found and both my husband and beverly were out of the question my beloved worked till late at night and beverly stayed at school there was no one else at home but me and the bizarre incidents at home weren't limited to food i regularly noticed that various small things were often found out of place keys dropped in the middle of the carpet slippers laying in the opposite ends of the room such sort of things speaking about bizarre incidents my husband noticed a fair share of those two he was sure that someone used his razor and someone also took several of his old pants and shirts those old clothes were kept in my husband's closets but one day he realized that the shelf went empty everything came to an end when i returned from the mall in the winter i saw an open window on our first floor the one that i definitely closed because of the winter chill and i called the police the officer searched the house and made a terrible discovery it turned out that our attic was a lair of a homeless man and that man wasn't just an ordinary hobo he was an escaped convict later the police discovered that the convict had spent half a year in the attic he ate our food wore my husband's clothes and used his razor furthermore it turned out that the hobo got the attic through our daughter's room we immediately realized that beverly was right all along she never lied to us her story about the stranger wasn't a mere fantasy all that time beverly's life was in very real danger and we just kept dismissing her words as daydreaming suffice to say we moved the very same day we spent all our savings on a new home and asked the police to check it beforehand just to be sure of course we never told beverly about the convict we didn't want to bring her any more harm since then i can't calm down i'm afraid of the possibility of some other creep sneaking into our house by a lucky chance that convict didn't harm our daughter but what if such a horror happened again i shall do everything in my power to prevent that what do you think about this story and its characters leave some likes tell us your opinion in the comments below and share the video with your friends don't forget to subscribe to our channel for more new and interesting stories

Channel: Teen life

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Length: 10min 40sec (640 seconds)

Published: Fri Oct 16 2020