I was a 17 year old boy when i experience it. My mom and younger brother was over at my grandma house till around 1:00. So I was alone tonight.
I fell asleep at 9:30. It was weird. It like I woke up. I was hearing a knock. I thought it was the door. I walk downstairs to the door. But the knock wasn't at the door. It was through my kitchen to the basement.
I walk to my basement. The knock was getting louder. I turn on the lights in the basement. I walk downstairs. I saw a homeless man was hitting on the box. He stop and turn to me. He started yelling and running to me. That's when I woke up.
I heard a knock. This time I was up. I look at the clock. It was 12:49. I walk to the front door. I didn't heard the knock no More. I look through the window and saw someone standing at the edge of the road. I don't he facing at the road or at the house because he ran off. I stay up till my mom and brother came home. I was scared.
Now it been 7 years I haven't talk about it. My wife didn't know about it including my kids.
