Scared to death...anything like this happen to you??

[bride03]

Hubby and I were sleeping. We have a Boston Terrier named Jack. We all settled into bed about 12:30. At 2:30 or so, we hear a noise that I can't even describe. I thought..a plane crashed into our house, a bomb hit, someone broke in......something like along those lines. My DH and I wake up to that and our 8 month old Boston terrier barking like I have never heard before. Jack runs into the other room for us getting ready to tear up whatever was trying to hurt us all. My DH and I couldn't even move...we were paralized with fear. Finally we both get up when no other noises happen and I check all around. Finally, we discover that it was the baseball that was on the counter...it fell into the sink and the sink had a cookie sheet in it. We get baseballs everytime we go to Disney and they were all 4 up on the counter. Now what made that stupid ball move when it had been sitting there for days??? UGH. Anything like this ever happen to you?? I don't think I've ever been scared like that...ever!!! We are both up right now and our dog is passed out on our bed, it's nice that HE'S ok!!!!

 

[SplshMtn99]

We were awakened one night by the sound of breaking glass.

After fear set in, and searching the house, we discovered a drinking glass that had been sitting all by itself in the sink.......had "exploded". Nothing else around.... it just broke into several pieces.

VERY SCARY!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Rootskate]

Geez, that must have scared the heck out of you guys! I know that "paralyzed with fear" feeling and it is awful!!

 

[Obi-Wan Pinobi]

We had that happen one night. We heard a tremendous crash and broken glass. The dogs went nuts. We found a candleholder that had been on a shelf in the dining room smashed on the floor. Couldn't figure out for the life of us how it fell off the shelf. Finally we went back to bed and fell asleep. Fast forward a few hours to about 6am - more crashing.. LOTS more crashing.

A squirell had gotten in the house via the chimney and was freaking out climbing on shelves and knocking things over.

 

[Mermaid02]

We had that happen one night. We heard a tremendous crash and broken glass. The dogs went nuts. We found a candleholder that had been on a shelf in the dining room smashed on the floor. Couldn't figure out for the life of us how it fell off the shelf. Finally we went back to bed and fell asleep. Fast forward a few hours to about 6am - more crashing.. LOTS more crashing.

A squirell had gotten in the house via the chimney and was freaking out climbing on shelves and knocking things over.

THAT'S scary!!! Nasty squirrels..... Just like Christmas Vacation huh?

Glad it was nothing serious!

 

[Boston Tea Party]

From time to time in the wee morning hours, say, 2 AM, there is a jet that will fly overhead. It's not a commercial airliner, I am sure. The noise is just so amazing that when I wake from my deep sleep I am convinced that it is the end of the world. I really wish it wouldn't do that, but can only assume it is necessary for our safety somehow.

 

[Duckfan-in-Chicago]

A while back the ghost of Jim Morrison possessed my dog and started trashing my kitchen while we were sleeping. I got him to calm down, and we had an interesting conversation for a while, but then he started to act up again, and I had to ask him to leave. Here's the funny part-in the morning when I was wide awake and the cough medicine had worn off I remembered we didn't have a dog at the time.

 

[Boston Tea Party]

A while back the ghost of Jim Morrison possessed my dog and started trashing my kitchen while we were sleeping. I got him to calm down, and we had an interesting conversation for a while, but then he started to act up again, and I had to ask him to leave. Here's the funny part-in the morning when I was wide awake and the cough medicine had worn off I remembered we didn't have a dog at the time.

Jim Morrison is not dead. He's at the Waffle House with Elvis.

 

[GoofieRuthie]

I haven't had anything break, but I was awakened one night by the doorbell ringing. It only rang once. I didn't want to go to the door, so I peeked out the window. There were no cars anywhere. I stood there for awhile and never saw anyone come off of the porch. I finally ventured to the living room and looked out and saw noone. I have no idea what that was about, but it really spooked me.

a little OT.....Returning home from one of my DDs birthday parties, we open the door and hear this loud THUD THUD THUD THUD. I'm freaking out. I make everyone stay on the porch and slowly walk toward the bedroom. Turns out one of their balloons was stuck in the ceiling fan! I don't think I've ever been so scared. Of course we got a good laugh about it. Now when they get balloons, I tell them NOT to put them in their rooms.

 

[Tantor]

A while back the ghost of Jim Morrison possessed my dog and started trashing my kitchen while we were sleeping. I got him to calm down, and we had an interesting conversation for a while, but then he started to act up again, and I had to ask him to leave. Here's the funny part-in the morning when I was wide awake and the cough medicine had worn off I remembered we didn't have a dog at the time.

 

[escape]

Years ago, while watching TV in my bedroom, I heard a loud knock on my bedroom door. The only person known to be in the house at the time was my petite roomate who would never knock that loudly. So, I was a little startled by the knock. I called out my roomie's name and she didn't answer. The knock continued and I heard several voices and someone say, "Open up, open up now!". Talk about being scared to death! I looked out my bedroom window and saw several cop cars and people standing outside looking up at the window. I was freaking out in my mind....what in WTH?

I cautiously opened the door and there were 3 cops standing there. I must have been white as a ghost. I didn't do anything wrong! The cops asked if I was ok. After I calmed down, I asked what was going on.

Apparently, my roomate was down in our den (we had a split level house) which is located next to the garage. She heard a loud crash in the garage and she thougt someone was trying to break in. She ran out the front door and got in her car (parked outside) and went to a friend's house to call police. (This is before cell phones.) My roomie, the friend and the police all came to the house to apprehend this burglar.

Fast forward....when the police were telling me this story, I asked them if they checked to see if anyone was in the garage. They said no one was there. We went back downstairs and I opened the door to the garage and I found a device that I used for gathering leaves had fallen off the shelf. When I picked it up and dropped it back on the floor, it made a noise like glass breaking. That's all it was. What a relief!

The cops and I then went outside and told everyone that it was a mistake. Quite a few neighbors had gathered at that point. We all started laughing ... even the cops. Then it struck me .... my roomie left me to fend for myself! What if there had been a burglar? After she realized what she had done, she felt so badly about it all. We all got a kick out that....this was sooooo not like her. She's very level-headed. I guess she just got caught up in the moment.

Fast forward to now .... we are still best friends after all these years. I'm going to visit her in NYC next week as a matter of fact. I'll have to remind her of this story.

 

[Tiffa]

I have had two things like this happen - first in our old house we had to put in an electronic doorbell, well it had two doorbells one for the front and one for the back well not long after we put it in we had a storm and I mean a storm so my husband of course was at the firehouse all night, I went to bed only to wake up to the doorbell ringing I went down found nothing started going back up the stairs and their it goes again - I thought ok maybe it the heavin neigbor kids - then the stupid thing went NUTS and its not just a ding-dong no went want the long one so we could hear it upstairs ya know- the ding dong dong ding- absolutly crazy over and over - I checked the back door and the rain had gotten in the doorbell I had to pull the batteries to get it to stop - heart went into over time on that one - then of course husbands gone again - he has a shelf full of marathon medals and my sons medal and trophys hanging in our office - darn thing fell off the wall sounded like somthing did hit the house at 3:00 am dogs come running in scared to death I thought well if they aren't barking at it - I am not getting up to deal with it !! LOL

 

[mrsv98]

Back in our early days, DH (then BF) and I were sound asleep when all of the sudden there was a tremendous crash! A large picture had fallen off the wall in our bedroom, shattering the glass all over the floor. So at 3a, there we were cleaning up glass on our hands and knees, we couldn't leave it until morning because we were afraid that our dogger would step on some. What a night!

 

[NCDisneyMom]

My kids, in their bathtub, have one of those nets that hold their bath toys. It is on the wall with suction cups. Of course, when it decides to fall, it is in the middle of the night, and wakes dh and I both up. We searched the entire house before finally figuring out what made all that noise. We, too, were thinking that someone was in the house or something.

 

[Beth76]

Yes, that happened to us once. We had just gotten new bedroom furniture, but it hadn't all arrived yet, so we were sleeping on the mattress on the floor. We had the bed rails leaning up against the wall. In the middle of the night there was a terrible crash and I bolted up. But, DH pushed me back down and we just layed there paralyzed in complete silence for a few minutes. I finally said, "One of the bed rails probably fell." So we checked and they hadn't moved. DH ended up checking the house and found nothing. A few days later I found a wooden knick-knack that had been on top of the TV, wedged between the tv cabinet and the wall. It must've been that that fell but since we were asleep the sound seemed louder than it actually was.

 

[Poohbear123]

And had one of those "talking Dogs" I forget what the name of it was, but when it was turned on, any motion would make it talk. Well, one night, my DS was sleeping with it, he rolled on it, and it "started to talk!" My DH and I thought it was "someone" in DS's room and he in turn got a weapon of some sort and went into my DS's room....needless to say he realized it was the "talking Dog" and DS was not ALLOWED to sleep with it again!

 

[WDW LOVR]

Just a few weeks ago at about 1:30 am our dog (a Lab) started barking. He hardly barks ever and never in the middle of the night. I hop out of bed and run out to the family room where the dog sleeps and he is standing at the patio doors out to our deck. His hair is standing up on his back like he just saw a horror movie. My first thought is he saw a oppossum or the like on the deck, but he's never reacted that way even when a possum was looking in the patio door at him.

I opened the door and he bolts out the door growling and heads over to the gate in the fence (which I can't see from the door). He then heads nose down to the back corner of the lot and then up to the side of the house behind our bedroom. The two neighbor's dogs are barking and our dog spends a few minutes prowling around behind the bedroom and then comes back inside, still with the hair up on his back. Never did figure out what got him excited. Don't know if someone was prowling back yards or what. All I know is it was quite comforting to know that he's keeping an eye out for us!

 

[monarchsfan16]

When I was younger we used to buy soda at BJ's. Dad would buy it, and put it in the back of my dad's pick up truck and forget about it. So it would freeze, since New England winters are well...cold. Dad would find it a few days later, bring it in the house and put it in the sink. It would finally thaw out about two in the morning. When it thawed the cans would litterally explode, spraying Diet Coke all over the ceiling, and sending cans flying across the room. One exploding can is bad. 12 turns into a cannon.

Then there's the plastic owl that we hang from one of the hooks on the porch to keep the birds away. Birds have a nasty habit of flying around out porch slamming into the slider doors. That in itself is loud. One night the elastic band that held the owl up let go, sending it crashing to the porch floor, bouncing once it hit. That porch is right off my mom and stepdad's room

 

[delilah]

When I was in graduate school, I lived in a Victorian double subdivided into 5 apartments. In the basement of our side of the double, there was a washing machine and dryer, and all the residents of the building had a key for that door. The washer and dryer actually belonged to the upstairs neighbors on our side. One evening, my husband was at school, and I was home alone. I knew the neighbors upstairs were not home. Suddenly, I heard noises at the back door, slamming and scratching at the door to our apartment, which was only an interior door with lock. I was terrified. I called the police and locked myself in the bathroom, locking all the other doors in between. I spent about an hour in the bathroom. The police never came, and I heard no more noises, so, I cautiously went to the back window and peered out. There I saw a raccoon playing with the outside back door, that apparently one of my neighbors had forgotten to close and lock securely. I worked up my courage to open my back door and lock it. Fortunately, there were actually no intruders in the basement.

 

[wvjules]

Shortly after my ex husband moved out, I was sleeping soundly in my bedroom. I heard this huge glass explosion. It kept popping like someone was walking on it and glass kept falling and breaking. I thought someone broke a kitchen window and was getting in. I grabbed the phone and called 911. when the cops came I let them in the backdoor. The kitchen windows were all intact as were all the other windows in the house. Finally we check my bathroom....the shower door had spontaneously exploded. I felt so silly when i realized what it was, but it was my first time living alone...ever, so I was a bit scared. Being paralyzed with fear is a terrifying feeling I hope to never feel again.