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So, my boyfriend, my mom, and I went to a small town, and I wanted to drink a smoothie. I pleaded with them to take me to a café where a man was singing live. I was happy listening to the music and enjoying my smoothie. But once I was done, I wanted to leave, while the other two were still singing along and enjoying themselves.

BUT I WAS TIRED OF THE VIBE. I wanted to leave right then, so I sat there, making my desire to leave clear on my face. Yet they kept ordering drinks. I couldn’t take it anymore—I just wanted to leave. I was tired of listening to the music. So I decided to take a walk outside.

I left and crossed the corner. When I wanted to return, a dog blocked the way, so I took the long route.

When I came back, my mom told me my boyfriend had gone looking for me. Thirty minutes later, he returned sweating. He had run all around the town, imagining the worst. He convinced himself I’d been kidnapped by human traffickers or killed in the forest (I’d been gone less than 20 minutes).

He even showed me statistics about how many women are kidnapped per year. Then he gave me the silent treatment because I wasn’t taking him seriously—if anything, I was laughing.

Finally, when they took me out of that putrid café, we went home. While driving, he talked to my mom about how I should be responsible for myself. Something about noticing an old man following me, waiting for the opportunity, etc. Then he suddenly stopped talking because his arm started stinging—from his hand to his ear.

When his episode ended, he said he has a heart abnormality where it beats faster than normal and he’s prone to those issues. He hadn’t had one in two years.

So, who do you think was in the wrong? I don’t know if I was irresponsible or if they were being dramatic. They’re calling me selfish for leaving the café without telling them. But from my perspective, the café wasn’t the vibe, so I left—as I should have.

It sounded like someone tried to open my door. Everyone is asleep. It’s 3:33am

I turned off the lights and came to lay down only with the light from the screen 📺 of my phone 📱 searching scrolling through the questions on here answering stuff

when suddenly it sounded like someone tried too open my door. I froze and after the second of freezing I clicked in the flashlight of my phone 💡 to point to the doorknob 🚪

but there’s nothing

just silence

nobody said anything

just silence…

that’s so creepy

then I grab my other phone and turn on the flashlight on that one and leave it on facing the door as I’m typing this

and suddenly I look up just to see if I can hear anything else and I get frightened! It looks like there’s a man standing there

This is what I saw

my heart ♥️ accelerated!!! and I quick turn on my light again from this phone and see it’s my coat! Hanging there in the hook and the other phone casted a shadow from it and it looks like a man just standing there with pointy ears I thought it was like the devil

this is what I saw when I turned on the other phone light

freakin night!

and I have nobody to talk with.. so I’m typing it here

so scary!

I still don’t know who or what tried to open my door. Why would anyone do that at 3 am and not say anything?

do you guys believe in entities?

Ghosts?

spirits?

And if so, ..

do you believe they can actually move things?

I know certain things can move like a paper or cup with the wind or some other movement of something else and can seem scary like paranormal, but have an explanation.. but a door? Sounding like trying to open?

what’s a rational explanation for that one?

that’s what’s creeping me out.

and some people say that IF entities are real, that you shouldn’t open doors or else it’s like inviting them in? So I won’t open the door.

what do you guys think? Hmmm