Eyewitness: Something terrible behind a small door

User Reddit under the nickname "ToddieCat" shared the story about their traumatic memories from my childhood. He says that everything he described is true.

"I grew up in a family with low income and my mother was a single mother with three children. She was very rude to me and other children were treated very well. I slept in a small room under the stairs, almost like Harry Potter, but the stairs that led to the basement. And in this tiny room was even more tiny door, perhaps something like a built-in dresser.

I remember that often sat near the door and talked to someone who I thought was on the other side. Nobody answered me, but I never opened that door. My brother (older than me by two years) saw me doing this and called him crazy because I could sit for hours in front of the door and converse "with himself".

When I was 12-13 years old, I'm already so mentally suffered from abuse of the mother and I developed depression. Because of this I started to use drugs, but it didn't save me. Saved ongoing conversations with a nobody in front of the locked door. When I was old enough and realized that this is all very strange, but I just couldn't not to do it.

One night I again went to the door to talk and suddenly I heard a deep voice from there. This was no ordinary female or male voice, but something mixed, like from a bad video quality. And he sounded quite loud and even echoed in my head. However, I could not understand a word, it was a feeling that it pronounces several words at a time and it turns out a verbal mess. And then there was a sense that there is multiple creatures and they do not speak, and growl.

It lasted about two minutes and then stopped and then I developed such strong depression, which I have not yet experienced. It's like the world stopped spinning that night. It took another two months, during which I continued to ruin my life with depression and drugs. And continued to sit at the little door and talk. And then came the night when I decided it was time to inflict maximum damage.

So thinking, I lay on the bed and from my eyes tears flowed. And then I saw this little door opened. I fear looked at her, my heart was beating so hard I could hear his heartbeat, and the body is like numb. And then there came something...

In subsequent years many times I have convinced myself that it was just a rat, but it was much more than a rat. Or rather longer. It stretched out of the door and was almost 2 meters long, it was very thin. It would be similar to shadow, but thick black shadow. It moved like a snake, but he had two legs. When it slipped to my bed, I felt like every muscle in my body's stiff. I tried to scream in horror, but could only open his mouth.

When I saw next to him his head, I saw her in two thick black vertical bars, like a breakdown. I decided that it was his eyes, and when I began to look into his eyes, I felt even more miserable and broken than before. I felt that life like comes out of me, it looked like something pulled out of me, happiness. The following weeks were full of other events. In our house, broke things, cabinets opened by themselves, pictures fall from the walls and on the walls there were strange inscriptions blood.

Me and my sister got really sick, it was very bad and doctors didn't understand that this to us. A year later my sister and I one by one tried to commit suicide. Fortunately. failed. Only then will the mother together with us moved out of that house. Barely once in the new house, and my sister and I immediately felt better. The first time I felt happy.

The first time I tell this story to strangers and this experience still haunts me. I'm terrified of the thoughts that I have created or caused the thing in my childhood and I fear it will return."

Translated by «Yandex.Translator»