The tapping stopped when I looked

Last night, I was lying in bed, unable to sleep. It was around 2 a.m., and the house was dead quiet. That’s when I heard it—a soft tapping noise coming from the kitchen. At first, I thought it was the wind or maybe the pipes. But then it got louder, and I realized it wasn’t random. It was rhythmic, like someone was knocking on the wall, but it wasn’t coming from outside.

I tried to ignore it, hoping it would stop. But then, I heard the door creak open. I froze. I live alone, and there’s no one else in the house. I grabbed my phone and shined the flashlight toward the kitchen, but no one was there. The tapping stopped as soon as I turned the light on. I tried to convince myself it was my imagination, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Has anyone experienced something like this? What do you think it could’ve been?