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I live in berwick nova scotia, canada. My home is this old old house with my mom and my sister. The house is about 101 years old. I have always heard different stories about this house and supposed hauntings.
One cold december morning I was in my room (which is our old attic we redid it into a bedroom). I had just woke up from sleeping by a nightmare, I was sleeping on my stomach, and as I laid there I tried to remember the dream. All I could remember of this dream was me being down stairs playing nintendo when the rocking chair starts rocking by itself and the door opens and closes very rapidly.
While thinking about hits, I was holding my blankets very tightly and I thought I heard someone walking up my steps, I turned and looked and no one was there, so I thought nothing off it and turned back over but a few seconds later the blankets were torn off me and were thrown downstairs. I then heard footsteps going down stairs but no one was there, so I got out of bed as fast as I could and hid under my bed, I ended up staying there for 6 hours. I was scared stiff. I actually needed my mom to come up and escort me down, when I got down stairs there was my blanket hanging from our chandelier.
Mom kinda yelled at me for playing pranks but I can't explain what happened the night except that I haven't been able to sleep good since,
