I forgot this story and something just reminded me of it so I wanted to share it!
As you may or may not know, when I was in high school/college I lived in the middle of the country. We lived in about 3 acres and had about 3 neighbors within walking distance – all 3 older couples/retired with no children living there. And it’s the country, so at night, it’s DARK. There are no street lights.
So I say all that to set the scene. I used to sleep in the living room a lot. I’d fall asleep with the tv on and usually around dawn turn it off and go back to sleep til it was time to get up. So one night, I’m lightly sleeping on the couch as normal. It’s one of those light sleeps where I’m watching tv, dozing, waking up, rolling over, watching more tv, etc. It’s about 1AM.
Suddenly I hear a very distinct Knock-Knock-Knock on the front door (which is directly behind the couch I’m on). It’s not like something brushing against the front door, but that distinct “knocking” pattern people do when knocking on a door. I freeze and immediately start coming up with reasons this might be happening and can’t come up with any – our front door is recessed back on a small, covered porch. No trees or bushes within reach that could be banging against the door.
While I’m sitting there searching for a reason to NOT freak out, it happens again – knock, knock, knock. And I’m like, nope. I spring off the couch and take off into my parent’s room, waking them up telling them SOMEBODY is knocking on the front door!
Dad goes out to check and there’s nothing there. Not a thing.
I slept in my own room with the door locked the rest of the night. To this day no clue what it was. It wasn’t any of our neighbors, and if it was somebody trying to prank us – that’s a very long, very dark walk to prank somebody by knocking on a door.