The other night I was up late. Actually I had fallen asleep on the couch while watching TV with my husband. I awoke at a little past 4 a.m. to find that Chris had abandoned me there. Silly husband, I guess he prefers sleeping in bed.
I was groggy but I knew that I wasn’t ready to go to my real bed yet so I turned the T.V. back on and started to watch what came on. It was the end of Saturday night fever. Man, I haven’t seen that movie in ages. John Travolta’s hair was so stiff looking- probably hard with hairspray – that it looked like a wig. It’s kind of weird to revisit old movies that were part of your younger years. I think I was 10 or 11 when it first came out.
I was so out of it that I kept watching T.V. when Saturday night Fever ended, and ended up watching Smallville. I’ve never seen a whole episode of that show. I guess it was ok, but it’s not the type of show that I would set time aside to watch.
As I watched T.V. I kept hearing weird noises.
Was that a strange banging noise in the driveway? Or was that noise further away?
Klunk. Sounds like something fell down in the basement?
Then, at 5 a.m. I heard it. The creepiest noise of all. I heard what sounded like someone trying to open our front door. The lock gave a distinctive click or clunk.
Lying on the couch, perhaps 12 feet from the front door, I was frozen in fear. After a minute or two, with no further sounds coming from the door lock, I slowly sat up. Should I walk over to the door and take a look? Uh huh. I’d be tempted to open it and what if someone really is there? Ok then, I’ll peek out the front window.
It took me a few minutes to work up the guts to even peek out the window. No one inside the front porch. No one on the sidewalk or street. Whew that’s good. So I walked over to the front door and tested the lock. Secure.
I still felt nervous, and surprise, surprise I wasn’t the least bit sleepy anymore. I went on the computer for a while to check my
fan mail e-mail. I eventually went to bed, to the safety and security of being near by husband, but until I nodded off to sleep I was listening for anymore strange noises.
Now, I’m often up very late at night, so I’m used to strange noises the house makes when all is quite. None of the noises I heard between 4 and 5 a.m. sounded familiar to me. It was a cool night so I suppose it’s possible that some of the noises were house cooling noises, but I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure someone was on the front porch and that they tried the door.
Less than two months ago someone came into our enclosed front porch in the middle of the night and tried on all of our running shoes. Odd huh? Well, they didn’t just try them on, they stole a pair of Chris’ and left their old decrepit shoes. Yuck!
I didn’t tell my husband about the strange noises until Friday evening when I told him I’d probably make a post about it. I said I was going to call the post Noises in the Night (but I already did one with that title before), then, as if on cue we both sang “Noises in the Night” to the tune of “Strangers in the Night”. Yeah, we’re weird.
Tell me about your experiences with strange noises in the house. Has anyone tried to break in while you’ve been home? Do night house noises give you the creeps?
Talk to me.