I wasn't even scared at first.
It was just an old room that I had to stay in for the night. The house was too quiet that night. No voices from outside.
I was trying to sleep, when I heard the footsteps.
Soft and slow.
I woke up immediately.
"Hello who's there?" I said.
No one answered.
I told myself it was probably the house rats, or maybe someone outside.
I lay back down.
Then I heard it again.
This time more closer.
Not outside.
But inside the room.
I turned on the light to look.
Nothing.
The room looked exactly the same.
Like someone has stopped moving the moment I looked.
I felt a like someone was watching me.
I tried to ignore it.
Then suddenly lights started flickering.
Once.
Twice.
And then it went still again.
My heart started beating faster.
I turned my head toward the corner of room.
I didn't see anything clearly.
But I had a feeling that someone was there.
Then right behind me.
I felt a clod breath near my ear.
And a soft whisper... Calling out my name.
I froze.
At that moment
I understood that I was never alone.
There was a spirit in there.