What follows happened about four years ago in an old mill house in Leeds, England. My friend Matt and his family had just moved into the house. One night, Matt was sitting on the couch, which was near the door to the attic. Suddenly, Matt heard a loud noise like paint cans falling down the attic stairs. Then he felt like someone was standing right over him. He whirled his fist around as if to punch someone, but there was no one there. He didn't tell me about this at the time. One day his mother asked him if anything strange had ever happened to him in the house. He told her the story, and she said that the exact same thing had happened to her. Matt would often hear sounds like walking around and doorknobs turning all through the night. It scared him so much that he slept with a knife under his bed.
When Matt married, his parents moved to Bristol and he and his wife moved into the house. Matt still had not told his wife about his experiences, so she was completely unaware of anything that had happened. Shortly after they moved in, she became pregnant. She was sick most of the time and she was alone in the house while Matt was at work. She would hear creaking sounds in the house, but She thought it was just "old house" sounds. Then one day she was sitting in the living room on the same couch mentioned earlier. She clearly heard someone walking down the hall. She got up, thinking Matt had come home early. There was no one there. She went into the kitchen and began cleaning and turned on the radio so she couldn't hear it anymore. She kept hearing things more and more, especially at night. Even when she would be in the shower, she would hear what sounded like a faint knock on the bathroom door, and often it seemed the doorknob would try to turn.
One day she was in the hallway about to call Matt because she had a really strong, strange feeling. She was going to ask him for us to stay somewhere else. She picked up the phone. There was no dial tone. Then it sounded as if there were someone running in the attic right above me - very loud and very clear. She grabbed the phone and ran out the door. The phone worked outside. She could not get in touch with Matt. She stayed outside for several hours waiting for him to come home. As soon as he got home, she told him what had happened. Then he told her about his experiences. When they went back in the house, everything was quiet. They didn't hear anything, so they decided to stay in the house that night. But that night it started again, very quietly at first. It would be so quiet that when they turned on the air conditioner they couldn't hear anything. Just as they had almost fallen asleep, right on top of their bedroom, it sounded just like a pyramid of paint cans had fallen right on top of them. Both of them jumped out of the bed and ran into the kitchen. Then Matt went up to the attic and opened the door. To his surprise, it was.......
THE INVISIBLE PINK UNICORN
THIS IS A TRUE STORY.