The Freaking Invisible Creaking Door!

It was 11 p.m. I was exhausted after a really long day and yet I was so immersed in  re-watching the older episodes of my all time favorite television series – Sherlock, that I didn’t even notice the time. Soon, it was midnight and my eyelids were shutting down. Just as I was about to doze off to some faraway wonderland I heard a creak.

A short Creak.


I opened my eyes widely to pay attention. Nothing. My room was quiet and dark. So, I thought I was just imagining things and went back into my warm blanket. Not a minute had passed, once again I was about to catch some sleep and I heard another “Creeaakk”. A little longer but not long enough.

My room has several wooden cabinets on the top and along one entire side of the wall. The weather was quite cold so I had shut the door and windows with only the ventilation window open and all the cabinets were shut too.

Even if a door was opened in the first creak, it needs to shut in the next creek or open even more widely in the next creak. There was no logic in the noise. But I was so certain that it was a freaking invisible creaking door!!

I was too tired to handle anymore, I closed my eyes again, heard the creak again, longer than the previous one but I couldn’t care.. I was too tired…I slept through the creepiness…

The next day I cleaned and checked all the cabinets, closet, doors and windows. Shut them tight before going to bed and ensured that none of them creaked no matter how slowly I opened or closed them.

Yet, this happened for one whole week. Every time I opened my eyes, the creaking stopped. I thought I was hallucinating or may be I was just paranoid or may be I was turning insane.. Then a whole month went by and I couldn’t take it anymore.

The next night while I heard the first creak, I got up and went to my mom and woke her up. I brought her with me and requested her to sleep in my room for the night. She knows I don’t believe in such paranormal or supernatural things and so she was surprised but she trusted me and came along.

We waited for a long time and there was no noise!! We turned off the lights and waited. Still nothing. My mom was convinced that I was just imagining things and so she consoled me and went back to her room. The moment she left my room, the “Creak” came back.

Gosh! That’s it! I ran back and requested her to come again. Thankfully, she didn’t hesitate. She came. After 1 solid hour of silence, the invisible door creaked. It creaked and creaked and creaked even more. Louder and Longer. We kept our eyes wide open. turned on the lights, we couldn’t find a thing.

The more we tried the sneakier the creak became.

We turned off the lights, it creaked. We turned on the lights but closed our eyes for a second it creaked. We just couldn’t shut our eyes even for a fraction of a second!


We couldn’t think of a solution other than logical reasoning or blind faith in prayers.

So we chose both. We decided to ignore. We just announced loudly “Well, let’s ignore it. It’s just nothing. Let’s turn off the lights and sleep peacefully because it doesn’t make any sense.” Then we chanted some prayers and went to bed. 😀 🙂

And ever since that day, thankfully there has been no creaking.

I honestly don’t know what it was.

I believe there is a scientific and logical explanation for everything.

But it was really spooky, creepy and very very scary. But thankfully, I feel safer and more peaceful now. May be I should have told my mom a little earlier. One month of craziness nearly ate my brain.

I don’t know what to make of it, but I just felt like sharing with you all.

Please feel free to share your thoughts. 🙂

~Yuvathi ❤ 🙂

The Confused Young Adult

Sometimes You Need To Let Go..

Life is just a collection of memories made by the collaboration of people who cross paths with us during the journey. Of people who are total strangers, best friends, family and acquaintances. Some remain by our side through the crests and troughs, some are mere passing clouds while some are merciless invincible hurricanes, that uproot every last thing we have and take them along with them…leaving behind nothing.


The ones who stay by our side no matter what happens are our blessing. But what can we do about the rest of the people?

Should we run behind them, chase them and beg them to stay? Is it possible? Even if it were possible, is it worth?

What about those who misunderstand us? What about those who don’t care how we feel no matter how many times we try our best to explain ourselves?

Should we try to make them understand? Do we really need to explain ourselves? Is it worth all the pain and effort??

Last but not the least, what about those who deceive us? The ones we trusted blindly but left us shattered and heart broken? Should we be angry with them forever?

Does anger serve any purpose? Especially when the person has already left, does it impact anyone else other than ourselves? Or, should we go for a revenge?

Does revenge put the broken pieces of our heart back together and heal the scars?

It might be difficult to digest. It might be heavy on the chest, choking the throat, aching the heart and straining the eyes from breaking into a flood of tears… But the best thing we could do for ourselves is to let go..

Let go of the people who left and keep their memories,

While letting go of the bad memories and keeping the good ones.

Let go of all the pain and keep the joy.

Because you deserve happiness. You deserve to live a peaceful life. 

Let go.. Move on.

Be Kind to everyone. Be kind to yourself too.

~Yuvathi ❤ 🙂

The Confused Young Adult