Someone at the Door

Natalia is back to talk about a strange encounter inside her very home. A person who she believed was there was not. My name is Edwin Tears A true scary story. I live in southern California, from the outer areas of busy downtown Los Angeles. I live in a house where I've lived in I want to say, I've been here for about ony seven years. We have a pretty big house, and for some reason, there's always people living with us. Additionally, like it's not just me and my parents, there's always somebody else living. For example, right now, it's my uncle and his daughter in one room, and then my aunt and her daughter in another bedroom. So like the house is always occupied, and it's always my tenants, if you will, that are the ones that are always reporting having some type of experience. But for some reason, to us, who actually are the main people of the house, we just weren't really getting any of that. So my dogs, they're usually only inside the house when somebody's home. But this one day I was out with my parents. We were in my car and I told them, like, hey, I gotta go. We were coming back home from wherever the heck we were. I think we went to breakfast, and I told them, hey, I gotta go run some air and I'm just gonna drop you off at home and then I'm gonna take off. So I dropped them both off, and my dad actually had to get to work later, so I figured I wasn't he wasn't gonna be home anymore by the time I got back, so I left went to do my errands. I came back home and sure enough I noticed that my dad's car was gone, so he had gone to work. And then the driveway was empty, so my mom had just washed her car, so I figured she had put it into the garage because she usually does. I start, you know, making my way towards the front door or whatever, and I'm like, okay, I hear the dogs. So I come in and sure enough, the two dogs they greet me, and they're like, oh, happy to see maybe my dogs. They're hounds, so when they get excited, they'll how and they'll bark really loud, and that's how they greet me. That's how they greet everybody they come into the house. There's a hallway that eventually leads down to the rest of the house, which where all the bedrooms are. At I'm coming down the hallway, and when I get to the end of the hallway, then it splits up into four sections. So I have my room on the left side, and then next to that is my mom's bedroom, and on the other side I have the other two bedrooms. So as I'm coming down the hallway, when I want to make my way towards the left, towards my room, I saw somebody come in and close my mom's door from the inside. I was like, Oh, my mom's probably on the phone, because that's what she does, lock herself in the bedroom because the dogs are being loud or whatever. But I figured since the dogs were barking all the way down the hallway, she was probably, Oh, she probably just doesn't want to be interrupted or whatever. So I'm like, okay, whatever, I'm just gonna go straight into my bedroom. Anyway, that day, I had gone to the pet store or whatever, and I had bought a sweater fe my dog, so I was like, Okay, I'm gonna put it on and I'm just gonna let him go to my mom's room and then she'll see him and think it's totally cute. I hear my front door open or like somebody like rustling with the knob because they're trying to open it or unlock it, And that tends to happen a lot because we don't have the habit of locking the top the dead boat, but I do. I'm the only one that does that when I come home, So it's everyone's instinct that they're just gonna unlock the bottom knob and open the door. So when I hear them struggling with it is because they obviously didn't think to unlock the top. So I'm like, who the hell is home? My dad's gone, like my uncle, all of them they're not here. In fact, they're in Alsolva door somewhere. They're not even in the country. Some are like, what the heck? And I start making my way down the hallway to see who the heck is trying to open my door, because I'm like, I'm home, my mom's home. Who the heck? So I go and I opened the door, the front door into my surprise, it was my mom coming home from the market. I swear that everything in me just left my body. I was so shocked to see my mom standing at the front door, because this entire time I had no indication that she was not home, the dogs were inside the house. I saw somebody close her bedroom door. In fact, I saw a shadow, I heard the door shut, and all of the above. And as I'm standing there trying to process, my mom's can you help me with groceries? And I'm like what, I was like, did you did you just get home? And she's yeah, And I was like, but the dogs are inside, and she's I literally went to the market for five minutes. I didn't think they were going to make a mess, so I left them inside. So everything was just so it was all very natural and very innocent, you know what I mean, Like, I have no indication that my mom was not home. So there's no natural light really that comes into the hallway because since all the it's a hallway, and since all the bedroom doors are like at the end, if all those doors are closed, which by the way, they were all closed except for my mom's. They were all closed, that's the only light that comes into the hallway. And then we have windows, big windows inside of the bedrooms. So it's hard to discribe it without actually having you see it. But okay, so if I'm in the hallway and I'm like a Jason meat or diagonally looking towards my mom's door. The light from her big window in her room, which she always keeps open. It shines in a lot of light. So if somebody comes up and closes the door, like you see that silhouette, you see the shadow. And that's exactly what I saw. Like you, I saw like the silhouette or the shadow of a person in the stature more or less like my mom, a small person, and just push the door. And I heard the door close. And you know how like when you're seeing somebody walk up from a lit room and you only see silhouette on the floor, like on the carpet, you actually see like the shadows of their legs and their feet. I saw all of that. I saw all of that, and I saw the movement of the arms and the hands pressing up against the door that close it. But it was a very gentle close. So I totally believe that it was her in the bedroom who shut the door because the dogs were too loud. And now I started to think, what if I had gone and greeted her in the bedroom first, which is what I usually do, I don't know what the heck I would have seen or even worse, what I would not have seen or like I said, over the years, people have talked about different things that they felt or seen or heard in my house. Recently, this is probably I don't know if it's because I'm more hyper aware now or what it is, but I'm more aware of it. I don't know what's the difference now. But however, recently we've done some change of owners and stuff like that amongst our family, and we had to pull up the history and the paperwork on the house and get full details. But we did notice that the house changed owners like three or four times in span of maybe a year or two years, which, in talking to the realtor, they're like, the only time something like that happens is if there's a death or something else happened in between all of that. So I don't know if somebody did actually pass away in the house. We have no idea. We've been meaning to get those records, but are a little A part of us is just a little nervous to actually already find out what happened, So we're just living it at that for now. Other occurrences that taken place inside that house, and Natalia is willing to share them with us. Let me know what you think and find me on true scarystory dot com to record your own treaty encounter. Until next time, Thank you very much for listening.