Bizarre Memories That Just Had To Be Shared

Papers, Please

I was in middle school, up way past my bedtime reading — I don’t remember what I was reading, but I recall it being intensely creepy. The main character was alone in a house and starting hearing muffled sounds of people approaching the house, coming after him.

At that exact spot in the book, I hear quiet footsteps and people whispering outside my bedroom window. I was absolutely petrified. I froze, I couldn’t move. After about ten minutes of shuffling footsteps and urgent whispers, they went away.

Turns out it was some of my older brother’s friends TP’ing the front yard. Dad was super unimpressed when I casually mentioned that yes, I had heard them and no, I did nothing about it.

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