On Saturday night, I woke up around 3am. There were some people coming back to the apartment complex, presumably from a night out partying. They weren’t really being that loud. It’s possible that I just woke up naturally.
At that same time, I heard some strange noises in my apartment. I have blinds that hang vertically on all of my windows, and all of the windows were open. It sounded like the wind was blowing the blinds downstairs, but there was no wind upstairs. That freaked me out a bit. I went down there, and the blinds were not moving. I couldn’t find what was making the noise. I went back to bed, figuring the noise had some association with the people coming back to the apartment.
This unexplainable noise honestly bothered me a fair bit. Enough so that it disturbed my dreams and sleep for the rest of the night. I wouldn’t say I was scared, but maybe that’s me just trying to sound manly.
The next morning, I woke up, and I moved my sleep train to the couch. I was lying there watching TV and dozing, when I heard the freaky noise again. I looked over, and I saw a squirrel on my porch, clawing at the screen door. He was trying to get into my apartment.
He ran around the porch for a while, generally looking pretty scared and frantic, and then he tried to claw his way in again, both the the glass door and the screen door. I thought he was stuck there. Maybe he had fallen off an overhanging branch, and he couldn’t get back down to the ground. After a few minutes though, he ran down the vertical column, escaping the imprisonment of my balcony. I was relieved because I didn’t want to call animal control over a menacing squirrel that gave me nightmares.
July 18th, 2008 at 1:47 pm
great story. this made me laugh.