Random.org chose comment #27, belonging to reader Cale who commented:
When I was 6, we lived in a haunted house. Late one night, I woke up and walked out into our upstairs hallway to go to the bathroom to get a drink. I found my Mom and Dad standing stairing up at the door way that lead to the attic.
Standing very still and listening, we all clearly heard a typewriter click-clacking away in the attic. The typewriter would clack until it reached the end of the row and then it would reset with a zip-ding!
My Father, deciding to investigate, started to open the door to go up to the attic when the door was forced shut from the inside. Each time he pushed on it, the door pushed back with equal or greater force. With one final push my Dad threw his weight behind it and the door slammed in and opened onto an empty stairwell. The typewriter fell silent and the house was still.
We all slept with the lights on for the rest of the night.
I would sleep with the lights on for the rest of my life. Screw that. I would NEVER SLEEP AGAIN.
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