31 People Shared The "Unsolved Mysteries" They’ve Personally Experienced And Can’t Explain

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“When I was 13 (about 2007), my bedroom was an enclosed porch, so it was tiny. Like, think of the width and length of a mini bus if you gutted it, then make it a bit smaller. That being said, I had to be creative with how my room was set up. To give me the most space and room to maneuver, I had my tall dresser at the foot of my bed and directly in front of the dresser was my bedroom door. As I was laying in bed one night, staying up late playing Pokémon on my Nintendo DS, my Boston Terrier (Buster) started to growl at my dresser/door. Usually, he would only growl if he heard/saw something he wasn’t used to. It was never in an ‘I’m going to hurt you’ way, it was more like a warning. But tonight, his fur was actually standing up, and his ears were pinned back, as well.”

“I turned my DS around to add a little light to the room, and I noticed a shadow duck behind my dresser. I figured it was my older brother messing with me and my dog again (normal thing he’d do randomly). I started to play my game again and pat my dog on his side to let him know it was OK. Then I said, ‘I know you’re behind there. Go away.’ There was no response, and my dog continued to growl. I was worried this would stress him out too much, so I got up and made the few steps to look around my dresser with my DS lighting the way. Annoyed, I snapped, ‘You’re scaring Buster. Go away before I make you!’ When I looked around the dresser, there was nothing.

Like I said, the room is too tiny for much, so there is nothing near the dresser to hide behind, and our house is old (1921) so the doors squeak loudly if opened. I turned back to my bed confused and noticed my dog was still growling, but he was looking behind me. Spooked, I jumped into bed quickly, grabbed the blankets, and turned to grab my dog from the foot of the bed. But as I did, I noticed he had moved up closer to my side in a protective stance and was growling at something right next to my bed now. I couldn’t see anything, but Buster was so stressed, he was shaking while growling. I grabbed him quickly and dragged him under the covers with me. I held him to my chest, pet him, and told him he was a good boy until he began to settle down. I never emerged from our cocoon, and we both went to sleep like that the whole night.

The next morning, I found out my brother had actually driven to a friend’s house that night (I was already in bed). Also, I found 28 random photos taken on my flip phone at around 1 a.m. All of them were black/gray and pixilated. My phone was charging on my dresser…“

—Anonymous