One night i was feeling really tired and i had to get for school the next day. so i decided to go to bed at 9:00. i had been sleeping in my mothers unfinished basment in which we had just hung up a punching bag. I ended up waking at 3:30am and heard a screeching noise. I opend my eyes and saw the puching bag swing back and forth . the strange part was that the windows down there dont even open there is no air flow and every one was 2 levels above me asleep. i covered my head and the bag swong harder. I uncoverd it and it slowly stop. i then looked up and my hair swung across my face. it felt like someong swiped it. I have never ever slept in the basment scince.But often we hear the punching bag swing.

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