A Close Shave

A Close Shave

I was a senior in high school.  My parents were out for the night and my girlfriend was over.  She was making dinner for us downstairs while I took a shower.  After my shower I went into my parents room to use my dad’s electric razor.

About a minute or so, I thought I heard her call me from downstairs.  So I turned off the razor and responded, “yes?”  No answer.  So I turned the razor back on and started to shave again.

Not long after, I hear my name again, this time from the top of the stairs.  I shut it off and responded, “what?”  Again there was no reply.  The razor was loud so I just figured it was making some weird noise that sounded like someone calling me.  So I started to finish shaving.

I hear my name called a third time.  This time it was unmistakably a girls voice and right around the corner coming from my parents bed.  It sounded just like my girlfriend so I looked and fully expected to see her on my parents bed, but there was no one there!

I rushed downstairs and sure enough, she was in the kitchen cooking our dinner.  I asked her if she called me and she said no.

I started back upstairs, confused.  The second I passed my bedroom both window shades inexplicably rolled up at the same time.  They were loud and snapped then rolled at the top.  I kept my composure but I just felt like something was laughing at me.  I can’t explain it.  I never told my girlfriend what happened because I didn’t want to ruin our night, but it really freaked me out.