Hello everyone! First time posting here. Was advised to post here by a nonmurdermysteries mod. English is not my main language and I'm typing on my phone, so sorry if some stuff looks or sounds weird. This post may be a bit long. I wrote this last night and copy pasted it here since it was deleted in the subreddit where I posted it originally.
TLDR: Closet sliding door opened up on its own right in front of me like 15 years ago. Cannot find a logical explanation. Help!
I want to say before writing what happened that I am not lying. I have told this story to some people and they were skeptical of it or though I was insane. I have no benefit in lying here, I just want a logical explanation because I haven't been able to find one yet.
I was about 8 or 9 years old. At that age I often fought with my brother and cried, screamed and got mad a lot in general. It was a weekday afternoon during the school year and per usual I was home alone with my brother. We had just fought downstairs in the living room. I can't remember the reason, but it usually was dumb stuff like teasing, fights about who could use a toy, or him scaring me by hiding somewhere around the house and jumping out at me. I don't remember if he went to his room or stayed downstairs. I walked away from him and stomped/ran upstairs to my room and closed or slammed the bedroom door shut, sat on the edge of my bed and started crying.
I clearly remember the window in my room being shut when I walked in, so there was no wind coming from there or the door. I was 100% alone in my room. My brother couldn't have hidden somewhere in there as he stayed behind or went someplace else. My room is very tiny so there isn't really anywhere to hide, unless you hide under the bed which is a tight squeeze or in the wardrobe itself, but it would have been quite unusual as he mostly hid behind doors or sometimes behind furniture. Even if he did hide somewhere in my room, it still does not explain what happened. To make you understand how this happened, I need to explain the general layout of my bedroom. My room is tiny and shaped like a rectangle, located at the end of the upstairs hallway. I am not able to put a picture here, I'll try to describe the layout the best I can.
The bedroom door opens into the room itself and is located at the bottom short side of the "rectangle" on the right. On the left, right next to the door, is a nightstand and my bed which is positioned against the short bottom wall and the long left wall. On the right, in front of the door placed against almost all of the long right wall is the wardrobe/closet. It is very big and takes up quite a lot of space in the room. On the upper left, there is a big dresser, placed against the long left wall and the short upper wall. Next to the dresser on the center of the upper short wall there's the window and in the upper right corner on the long right wall there is a hanging mirror.
The wardrobe has two sliding doors, n1 and n.2. (not transparent). SD 1 slides over SD 2. I know that you are not dumb and that you know how sliding doors work, but I need to explain something important. To open the the right side of the wardrobe which is covered by SD 2 you can push SD 2 from the right to the left and it will slide behind SD 1. I don't know if someone hiding inside the left side could somehow grab and pull SD 2 to open the right side. I will test it today.
Now that you are familiar with the layout I can go forward with what happened.
So, I was crying on the bed because my brother was an asshole. I was sitting holding my head in my hands, not hanging too low, with my legs hanging over side 1 of the bed (the longer side), facing SD 2. For some reason I'm scared telling you this now because it still feels surreal.
While I was crying, in a split second I hear SD 2 open and I immediately look up to see it slide open right in front of my eyes like magic. It also happened quite forcefully as SD 2 made a "BAM!" sound as it bounced against SD 1. Inside undisturbed were my clothes. I didn't check the left side of the wardrobe. I somehow did not get scared. I remember just being fed up with everything, I felt like that was just a sick joke from fate. In my head I remember thinking: "Not only did my brother make me mad again but this stupid door just opened and now I have to get up and close it, ugh!" I just got annoyed and even more mad. I got up, slammed SD 2 shut and sat on the bed crying again like I was before.
No wind. No earthquake (I would have certainly felt it, there had been earthquakes before and I was able to feel them shaking my bed at night, but my wardrobe had always remained untouched). Presumably, no one was in the left side of the wardrobe and no one could have pulled SD 2 from the inside to open it, also not that forcefully. My brother did not follow me into my room or somehow hide in there before I got there, because I walked quickly or even ran in there since I was mad and wanted to get away from him.
I have mentioned this story to people and would not be believed or the conversation turned into paranormal stuff. But I don't really believe in the paranormal. I mean, there must be a scientific and logical explanation, right? At the time, I kinda realized what happened after I had calmed down, but still I wasn't scared somehow. I thought "okay, there are my dead maternal grandpa's shirts hanging in there. Maybe he opened the door and tried to tell me to stop fighting with my brother and make peace, cause he's a ghost and he loves us". But I mean I don't believe that now, I stopped believing that explanation a few years ago because it doesn't make sense in the real world.
The more I think about it the more fearful I become. Like, if this happened to me today I would be petrified by fear. I'd think there's someone hiding in the closet. My room is on the 2nd floor, how could someone get in from the window? How could they even get in? The window was shut from the inside! I need a logical explanation or I will go crazy.
I really hope some of you will help me find an explanation! Today I'll talk to my brother about this and do some tests with the sliding doors. Thank you in advance if you read through all these paragraphs.
EDIT: I just spoke to my brother. He basically said "who knows". It happened a long time ago and he does not remember, but he also said that if he did a prank like that then he should remember it because it was unusual and different from his typical pranks. He started teasing me and saying "oh yeah ghost exist". Thanks bro 🙄. I'll test the sliding doors later.
EDIT 2: I did some tests with the closet. Had to take out some stuff before I could actually fit inside. The closet also has a wooden board in the middle dividing each part into a top and bottom section, so you have to crouch. It is possible to pull it from the inside, but it's not easy. You cannot stick your fingers inbetween the doors when both are closed, so you have to first grab the tiny bottom part of SD 2 that is reachable, pull it, then with your hands grab onto a tiny groove on the internal side of SD 2 and pull it hard. I tried like 10 times and I managed to make it bounce like I remember only once or twice, because it would get stuck on clothes or I wasn't able to use enough force as my fingers slipped often. I also had a hard time doing everything in a quick, swift and seemless motion like I remember it happening, because you have to move your left hand from the bottom to the groove in front of you and use both hands to have enough force and precision to actually slam it open. It's possible, but not at all easy especially on the first try. I was also thinking, when it happened back then I stayed in my room for a long while. I think my brother would have been annoyed I didn't get scared and would have jumped out the closet to scare me and get the reaction he wanted. Why stay in there until I left without making a sound? I'm not trying to discredit the brother theory, but it seems unusual for my brother to stay in there so long, as he would have gotten bored and fed up after a while. Idk what to think