Movement in the Attic

From: aj ()
Story type: Ghost
Location: Flagstaff, Arizona
Source: Form Submission

I also wrote the story about the UFO over my house (Sept. 2001), and the story about June Lake (April 2001) Well, those same family friends from the June Lake story own a house in Flagstaff. We go up there with them and stay there for the weekend every once in a while. My Aunt had always told us weird stories about that house. She is like that though, always watching shows about ghosts, UFO's, and stuff like that. She would always tell us ghost stories. Anyway, she told us just little things, like how once a picture in the bathroom fell when nobody touched it and the nail that held it was still intact in the wall. Or once when they were staying with another couple of friends and the couple claimed they heard squeaking and creaking and pounding noises all night but my aunt said they didn't hear a sound and that it didn't come from them. There is a small door, those kind you pull from the ceiling and they have the little stairs, that leads to the attic in the master bedroom in the closet. My mom and sister slept in one room, and I slept by myself in the room next to them with the bunk beds. Nobody ever liked sleeping in there, because they just claimed they saw weird lights or heard weird noises. I liked sleeping in there, as long as I slept on the top bunk, fell asleep with the t.v. on, and I left the bathroom light on in the hall, so it wasn't completely pitch black. I just always sleep really well in there, so peacefully. We stayed there for three days and three nights, and during all three as I watched t.v. growing sleepy I heard noises coming from the attic. At first they were faint, but they would get louder and louder, then faint again. It was scratching and pounding kind of noises almost like somebody was pounding their foot right above my room. In the morning of the second day, my sister mentioned that she heard noises, and I excitedly told her I heard the noises also. We told my Aunt, whom was sleeping in the master bedroom, and she claimed she didn't hear anything like what we described. I wasn't scared a t the time I heard the noises, even though I guess I should have been, I just fell back asleep, it was just weird to me. So, I don't know what it was. It could be a ghost, but as the cabin in June Lake, I don't know the history of the house, and it is fairly old- I do know that it dates back to the forty's. Of course, it has been modified since then.