Craig 1965
Warren Veteran
Now, I know before you all start reading this, some of you will think I'm loosing the plot. But bear with me, because as true as I'm typing this, this really happend last night - about 5 hours ago....
Firstly, let me ask you all to just find in your mind, that noise all your rabbits make when they are hopping round your floor. Have you got the noise in your head? It's that sort of solid two back feet bump coupled with the front two paw gallop. It is a distinctive sound.
Now, we've got carpet in the loving room. Henry and Lillian make that distinctive noise when they wonder round the room and in Henry's case, the house. Lillian never ventures beyond the half way point in the living room and the telly and settee are in the half that Lillian doesn't stray into. Henry, on the other hand - well, he was into everywhere.
Ok, so, we've set the scene.
I'm spending the next four or five nights on the settee downstairs because I'm actually getting worse at the moment (but that's another story). The settee gives me some solstice. It's not exactly comfortable but it is what it is.
I had been asleep for about 2 hours between 2:30am and 4:30am this morning. I was fast asleep. That's important. Fast asleep and I was woken up. I didn't 'wake up' - I was physically woken up and my senses tuned into a noise. Our house has some residual noise - a clock ticking, the odd train rumbling past. But it was quiet. I could hear everything. I wondered why I was awake. And then my ears tuned into this noise. It was as real as you are reading this. It was the noise of a rabbit hopping round the room - specifically round and near the settee where I was lying.
I lay there and just listened. I wasn't scared. I was just trying to work things out. I thought perhaps that I'd left the doors to the kitchen open and Lillian had come in. The doors are double glazed type doors and my wife always checks them before she goes to bed.
I flicked the torch on my phone on, and pointed it at the door. It was closed. Lillian was NOT in the room. The noise faded as if it were going to the kitchen diner (where Lillian was) and then dissapeared.
It then went quiet.
Now, I know opinions will be split about my thoughts on this. I struggle to believe iin things that I am unable to prove. But this was absolutely real. I know what I heard and I wasn't dreaming it.
Strangely I don't feel freaked out. In fact I feel quite tearful (he says wiping away a rogue tear as he types).
Anyone else had any similar sort of experience or is it time for me to dial 999 and ask for the funny farm?
Firstly, let me ask you all to just find in your mind, that noise all your rabbits make when they are hopping round your floor. Have you got the noise in your head? It's that sort of solid two back feet bump coupled with the front two paw gallop. It is a distinctive sound.
Now, we've got carpet in the loving room. Henry and Lillian make that distinctive noise when they wonder round the room and in Henry's case, the house. Lillian never ventures beyond the half way point in the living room and the telly and settee are in the half that Lillian doesn't stray into. Henry, on the other hand - well, he was into everywhere.
Ok, so, we've set the scene.
I'm spending the next four or five nights on the settee downstairs because I'm actually getting worse at the moment (but that's another story). The settee gives me some solstice. It's not exactly comfortable but it is what it is.
I had been asleep for about 2 hours between 2:30am and 4:30am this morning. I was fast asleep. That's important. Fast asleep and I was woken up. I didn't 'wake up' - I was physically woken up and my senses tuned into a noise. Our house has some residual noise - a clock ticking, the odd train rumbling past. But it was quiet. I could hear everything. I wondered why I was awake. And then my ears tuned into this noise. It was as real as you are reading this. It was the noise of a rabbit hopping round the room - specifically round and near the settee where I was lying.
I lay there and just listened. I wasn't scared. I was just trying to work things out. I thought perhaps that I'd left the doors to the kitchen open and Lillian had come in. The doors are double glazed type doors and my wife always checks them before she goes to bed.
I flicked the torch on my phone on, and pointed it at the door. It was closed. Lillian was NOT in the room. The noise faded as if it were going to the kitchen diner (where Lillian was) and then dissapeared.
It then went quiet.
Now, I know opinions will be split about my thoughts on this. I struggle to believe iin things that I am unable to prove. But this was absolutely real. I know what I heard and I wasn't dreaming it.
Strangely I don't feel freaked out. In fact I feel quite tearful (he says wiping away a rogue tear as he types).
Anyone else had any similar sort of experience or is it time for me to dial 999 and ask for the funny farm?
and look after yourself xx
