Day 4…Ever had any experiences at 3am, the Witching Hour?
If you ask a ghost hunter, or anyone who regularly investigates haunted locations, what time of the day or night has the most paranormal phenomena, they will probably all say the same thing: 3 A.M. The Witching Hour.
Maybe it’s the significance of the heavy symbol of three, or maybe it’s just because it’s as middle of the night as you can get and dead quiet. For whatever reason, more weird stuff happens at 3 A.M. than at any other time of the night.
For me, when paranormal stuff happens in the dead of night, I don’t think to look at the clock, so I don’t actually know if it is strictly 3 A.M., but I would bet it’s close. One instance in particular comes to mind, and I wasn’t the only one who experienced it.
It was the middle of the night and I was asleep in my room. Suddenly, I heard something loud and electric tearing through the silence of the living room.
Confused, I lay there for a little bit, trying to figure out what that sound was, but then I realized it was TV static. Everyone had gone to bed hours before. My first thought was that my dad had gotten up early to watch an old movie as he sometimes did on Saturday mornings. But this was way too early for that.
The loud static continued. No one was turning it off, or switching the channel to make it stop, or even lowering the volume. It was just buzzing away, so loud I could almost feel it.
Reluctantly, I turned on my bedside lamp and put a sweatshirt on. I wasn’t excited about investigating the living room in the middle of the night. I wouldn’t classify my family’s home as haunted, but sometimes, if I stay up too late and it’s 3 A.M. and I have to go into the hallway that leads to the living room, I’m very careful not to look into the darkness too long. I feel like, if I look too long, I’ll see something there, particularly whatever something it was that hung out by the front door, making the whole entryway feel weird and dark.
As I walked into the pitch black living room and made for the nearest lamp, I felt like I was walking into a trap. This was exactly what got people killed in horror movies. In the dark, I could see that the TV wasn’t on. I switched on the lamp and approached it, thoroughly spooked and confused.
From the other hallway emerged my sister. She had heard the noise from the other side of the house, and like me had gotten up to turn it off. We checked the DVD player, the speakers, everything we could think of, but they were all off. Finally, we came to the stereo box that led directly to the large speakers on the sides of the TV, which we didn’t use for anything except the CD and record player.
It had one of those hard-to-push buttons that sticks far out the front, then gets pushed flat. That button had been pushed all the way in. The stereo had been turned on, it had been turned to the record player, and the volume had been set loud.
My sister and I didn’t know what to do except turn the stereo off, go back to bed, and try not to think about it. To this day, I don’t know how that could have happened. It had been manually turned on and switched to the record player, as if someone was trying to listen to music.
A/N: This isn’t the only thing that has happened at 3am in our house, it’s just the main one that happened to me, personally. Tomorrow, we’re talking about the phenomenon of hearing your name called when no one is there. Get ready!
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