Things have been exceptionally quite around here. No bumps in the night. Nothings being moved around.Until last night.
It's going to be hard to explain this, But I was sound asleep last night.And I woke to a steady tapping on my dresser, right by my head. I can't explain the sudden terror I felt.It was a horrible, to the very core terror.My dog Amy jumped up and looked at the dresser. I reach my hand over to touch Marty. I needed to wake him up, I was too scared to move. The very moment I touched him, the sound stopped.The room went totally silent. I lay there for what seemed like forever trying to control my breathing.After I got myself calmed down, i looked up at the clock on the headboard 3:05
I don't understand why this happened, as things have been so very much better.
And I don't understand why I was so scared. It was just a tapping, but I was frozen with an unexplainable fear. (That isn't at all like me.)
We continue to recite the lord's prayer together each night. And it seemed that we were winning the fight and getting our home back.
Now, I wonder what last night meant. Is it angry? Is it stronger? Will it hurt us? Can it hurt us?
I just don't know.............
Monday, January 23, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
Update
Quite a bit has happened since I last updated (sorry). But I will try to take it step by step for you.
Marty blessed the kid's room again. And a few night after that we noticed that our dog(A huge female pit bull) would no longer go to her crate in the spare bedroom. That was really strange. She has always loved coming into the house and sleeping in that room. But the minute we put here in there she was scratching the door to be let out. We let her back outside assuming she needed a potty break. But then she had to be made to come in that night.We almost had to force her into that room.And she kept trying to get out.So Marty went in the room with her and blessed that room and anointed her head. She immediately calmed down and went right to sleep! I was absolutely amazed.
Later that night Marty and I settled into bed to watch some TV. My small female Pit Bull kept sitting on the edge of the bed and watching the floor.Sort of, as if she were watching a mouse run back and forth. she would move her head from side to side then move her ears as if she were listening to something. Naturally, I look over the edge of the bed, and there is nothing there. But she keeps watching whatever it is that she sees. For the rest of the night, each time I woke up, she was in the same spot watching the floor.By the next morning, I had forgotten about her behavior.
But then our Boston has decided that he won't walk out the bedroom door anymore. He will look out and cry. But he won't step over the threshold.Once we carry him over and sit him down, he is fine. (Crazy dog!) Later that day, I notice that we won't walk into the bedroom. Again I have to carry him over the threshold. Again I wonder what the hell is going on with this crazy dog. Finally, later that night Marty has to bring the crying Boston back out of the bedroom, and it hits him. The dog won't walk past our computer stands! An area that has no light near the floor and can be quite dark at times. So Marty gets the oil and blesses the area. Then he throws the salt under the computer stands and tells it that it MUST leave our home, There is nowhere else for it to hide. (He didn't anoint the Boston) The next morning my little dog was terribly sick. He was so very ill that I had to call our Vet. The little guy couldn't keep anything on his stomach.He was sick all day and all night.The next day Marty and I anointed and prayed for him.And as strange as it may seem. The little dog is just fine. I would have never believed it had I not seen it for myself.
We continue as a family to recite the lord's prayer each night. And none of us have been bothered very much lately. I still wake up around three every morning. But I don't hear or see anything unusual. So just maybe we are starting to see an end to this tunnel.
Marty blessed the kid's room again. And a few night after that we noticed that our dog(A huge female pit bull) would no longer go to her crate in the spare bedroom. That was really strange. She has always loved coming into the house and sleeping in that room. But the minute we put here in there she was scratching the door to be let out. We let her back outside assuming she needed a potty break. But then she had to be made to come in that night.We almost had to force her into that room.And she kept trying to get out.So Marty went in the room with her and blessed that room and anointed her head. She immediately calmed down and went right to sleep! I was absolutely amazed.
Later that night Marty and I settled into bed to watch some TV. My small female Pit Bull kept sitting on the edge of the bed and watching the floor.Sort of, as if she were watching a mouse run back and forth. she would move her head from side to side then move her ears as if she were listening to something. Naturally, I look over the edge of the bed, and there is nothing there. But she keeps watching whatever it is that she sees. For the rest of the night, each time I woke up, she was in the same spot watching the floor.By the next morning, I had forgotten about her behavior.
But then our Boston has decided that he won't walk out the bedroom door anymore. He will look out and cry. But he won't step over the threshold.Once we carry him over and sit him down, he is fine. (Crazy dog!) Later that day, I notice that we won't walk into the bedroom. Again I have to carry him over the threshold. Again I wonder what the hell is going on with this crazy dog. Finally, later that night Marty has to bring the crying Boston back out of the bedroom, and it hits him. The dog won't walk past our computer stands! An area that has no light near the floor and can be quite dark at times. So Marty gets the oil and blesses the area. Then he throws the salt under the computer stands and tells it that it MUST leave our home, There is nowhere else for it to hide. (He didn't anoint the Boston) The next morning my little dog was terribly sick. He was so very ill that I had to call our Vet. The little guy couldn't keep anything on his stomach.He was sick all day and all night.The next day Marty and I anointed and prayed for him.And as strange as it may seem. The little dog is just fine. I would have never believed it had I not seen it for myself.
We continue as a family to recite the lord's prayer each night. And none of us have been bothered very much lately. I still wake up around three every morning. But I don't hear or see anything unusual. So just maybe we are starting to see an end to this tunnel.
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