A Personal Experience By Kitty

When I moved into my first apartment, I was 20 years old. I was very happy and scared at the same time. My cat, Sissy, was with me to keep me company. A week after moving in, my cat would sit in front of the spare bedroom door and listen to whatever noise she heard from behind the door. I would go over there, but I heard nothing. Day after day, night after night, she would sit there. One night when I was watching TV, I heard this loud banging sound coming from the spare bedroom. I thought, "Okay. Did someone break in?" I got scared, grabbed my cat and a bat from the hall closet and opened the door slowly. I turned on the light quickly and saw nothing. The window was shut and locked, and nothing had fallen. So, I turned off the light and shut the door behind me and put my cat on the couch with me. She would only stay there for a minute, and she would be back over at the door.

One night, around midnight, I was awakened by a loud “thunk” and then a dragging noise. My eyes got adjusted to the darkness, and I listened to the “thunk, thunk, drag, drag” sound. It sounded like someone was dragging something. I looked over at my cat, and she was already by the doorway listening. I got up and stood next to her and listened. It continued for a few minutes. All of a sudden, I heard a woman scream and a man’s voice telling her to "shut up." I just stood there. My cat was gone. She had run under the bed, frightened by the scream, and I was frozen in terror listening and waiting. Then I heard struggling sounds like someone was trying to get away but failed, because I heard the same man’s voice saying, "You stupid bitch. Hold still." I peaked around the corner and saw the man and the woman. He had her on the ground, and he was holding something. For some reason I yelled, and the man looked up, saw me and floated out the door. The woman on the floor got up and ran next door. I got so freaked out that I didn't sleep that night. After that, I moved into a different apartment in the same complex. Now, I’m hearing children crying, a cats meow, a baby crying and a mother singing to it. I am not afraid of that. They seem to be nice. I haven't had any trouble with them. I don't know what happened here, but I know one thing for sure: we are not alone.