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My grandad was in the RAF in the 50s and 60s . They get shipped all over the place.
One base him and his colleague were on the night shift - working in communicaitons. Base is very quiet.
The rooms above them started sounding like people moving about, they went up there and nothing.
Went back downstairs.
A little while later moving about again, they went up again found nothing out of place its not like there was anywhere people could hide up there and it sounded quite busy but by time they get there nothing.
Next time they heard noises they stayed downstairs.
Turns out the rooms above used to be used to hold prisoners.
Was it them reliving a particular night or what who knows.
A long time ago before the romans even. there where people from now germany that used treetrunk canoes to travel the rivers and settle in what is now the netherlands.
I imagine only those with the biggest goose feet to use as peddles could make such a journey.
and that why the average shoe size here is large compared to other countries :P
now, they fear me.
That was the closest thing and it didnt happened to me personally i was just close but now i am alone truly alone at least because i dont have any more problems with my door opening nor anything like that... she told me a lot of paranormal stories in a house she used to live in and yeah i always believed her just didnt thought she would "carry" it with her
When you open and close the cabinet door you have to push it in first because it clicks in to unlock or lock. I heard the clicking sound and looked back up to see the door slowly opening. I sat there for a couple minutes confused and got up to go close the door and turn the light off. A couple hours later the light came on again and then dimmed in a few seconds. This time both doors of the cabinet clicked and opened slowly.
At that point I grabbed my laptop and went to my room. I seen enough horror movies to know where thats going.
Turns out it was me and I was so sleepy I didnt recognize my own limb.
Some of the strange things we saw as kids was, our collie dog used to stand a the bottom of the stairs looking upwards growling, the hair on her back was standing up.
My sister saw a face outside her window on the second floor.
We would hear footsteps upstairs and doors being opened.
Lots of other creepy stuff as well.