creepypasta
The old closet wasn't remodeled with the rest of the house. It's bare wood and insulation, so no one's had reason to go inside in years. You even set your computer up right in front of the door, figuring there wasn't any reason to go inside.
One night, while you're reading some forum or blog, something pounds on the door three times...from the inside. From where the door buckles, the blows come at about head height.
You don't open the door. You don't even jump. You just look, then go back to the computer. It happens again on other nights, and for some reason, you treat it like nothing special. Every time, you spend the whole day after, scared shitless at exactly why you acted like this was normal.
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