Heavy Footsteps
I lived in an older home for about five years or so. My stepdad, who knew the man who had lived there before us, told me he had hung himself in the attic. I honestly didn’t think much of it…until one day. I heard the footsteps.
Like clockwork, every night at 3 AM, I would hear footsteps walking along the length of the attic, which would go over my room. The steps were heavy, and you could clearly tell the pace was at a normal walking speed. It sounded like a man contemplating something, thinking about his next move.
If it was truly the former owner, perhaps those were his final moments being played out every night before his fateful decision. No one can say, but those footsteps went on for years and still freak me out. Story credit: Reddit / IamHeretoSayThis