THAT NIGHT AT CARLA’S ROOM
It’s been a long time since I first talked about this experience with someone.
It’s easy not to believe what happened that night but the ones who were with me
know exactly how we felt. So, it all started this summer in Nice when, with
some friends, we went to an exposition downtown about paranormal activities that
people had experienced along the history. Carla, one of my mates, was thrilled
about going; so, on Friday afternoon, instead of going window-shopping (as we
had planned), we spent hours staring at some photos that were hanging on the
walls. All of us but Carla were starving because we hadn’t eaten since lunch
and it was almost 9 pm. She agreed to come back to the residence to eat
something; she knew she could come the next day to keep on looking at those,
obviously not real, photos.
Once we got to the residence, we decided to have dinner together as it
was late and we were too exhausted to cook for each one and individual meal. We
waited until the coast was clear to put our pyjamas on: we decided right after
having dinner to have a sleepover! The plan was to stay in Carla’s room because
she had this huge 2-floored flat, so she really had space for everyone. Just in
case someone came in, we locked the door to be sure no one caught us.
It would have been a normal pyjama’s party if we hadn’t heard someone
knocking at the door. It was around 2 am when we heard some kind of noise at
the end of the hallway. Carla the brave went to check it; she turned around the
key and opened up the door but the shocking thing was that nobody was standing
there. We all looked at each other because we had all heard that sound. We
started to feel terrified when the same stupid noise came from the balcony. But
again, when we checked, nobody showed up. At that time of the night none of us
could sleep alone, we really were sacred to death so we just slept on the same
bed.
I know it’s hard to believe what happened, since the same morning we
went to that exposition and we could have been influenced, but I promise I had
never been on such a hair-raising experience before.
María Bayona - 2n Batx B
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