SOMETHING I CAN'T EXPLAIN

I've been paranoid for the past three nights. Something very strange happened in the room I was sleeping in at our old wooden three story house. I don't understand everything. As to why it came to visit me but I was sure it didn't do something to harm me. It was just there, that something tried to keep me awake. It happened exactly at midnight. 

When I can't sleep, I would just read books on my wattpad library or ebooks or listen to music while waiting for sleepy fairy to pinch me. Although, there was one night that sleepy fairy didn't bother to visit me. There was someone else or something I can't explain, paid a terrifying visit. 

I checked the time in my tab and it was already around 12 am. As I was about to close my eyes. I heard this crumpled paper noise or flattering wings of a butterfly at the top of the left corner in the room. My sleepiness was diverted, the spookiness of the scene hit me. There was a lump in my throat and my heart starts to beat faster, however, I chose to ignore it and closed my eyes. The noise was getting louder and louder. I thought it was my grandmother who's making the noise but when I checked the transparent boundary that separates our room,the lights were off and she was already asleep. I realized that I was being an owl again so I lay back comfortably on my bed. Then there's another noise again. I followed the source of the noise and  it was the hanging frame moving by itself. Banging against the wall. I blinked it away but it was still moving. I wondered if it was the wind from the electric fan that made it move so I checked it again wishing I was right. In spite of the fact that the electric fan was right directed to me and the hanging frame was at the top of the edge of the bed, however, it totally made me think that I wasn't alone that there was something or someone was there with me. (Forgive me I was satisfied with my assumption) My breathing turned shallow and was tempted to grab my tab and get up to turn on the lights, but something inside me refused to give in. The intrusive noise was keeping me awake and making my heart jump out of my chest.

After a few minutes, the noise was gone. And since I'm the type of person that needs to be sure or checks after out even at this kind of situation. I glanced up at the hanging frame again and after a few seconds, it moved without any physical exertion involved. I diverted my attention from it and said in my head, "Yup, confirmed!" I'm gonna sleep this off now."

Then for a moment, something or that someone tried to drag my right arm out of the bed. I was awoken by it and also I freaking felt that it touched my left arm. Damn it was cold.

It was as if playing with me. When I tried to sleep it off again, it slowly dragged the blanket down away from my face, I dragged it up as if it was nothing. (It slowly dragged the blanket twice.) But I knew there was something weird going on. It even blocked the wind of the electric fan, I felt it. I knew it was there standing to block its wind but I didn't dare to look. I couldn't, it was too much for one night. 

I didn't show any fear because if I did, I know it wouldn't stop from scaring the hell out of me. God knows how hard I tried to stay calm and pretended as if it's not bothering me at all.  I know this because this wasn't my first time to experience creepy events. 

So back to the scene, after it failed a couple of times to scare me. It was gone right after the blocking of the electric fan moment. 

Next morning, I woke up at exactly 6am. I can still remember the sun rays beaming through the old stained glass window and the morning was as peaceful as a dove.
I got up and ran downstairs and head to my aunt's room and I continued my slumber there.