My decision to re-open this Blog was not one that I took lightly. I played around with the idea for months. There were a few reasons that led me to do this. The first one is that I will soon be removing my families paranormal story from print. And the second reason is that I am currently working on a paranormal book which has led the activity in our home to pick back up. Unfortunately. it looks like I will be updating this blog again from time to time. If this Blog can help just one person see the signs and take action to keep themselves from going through what we have, it will be worth every word written.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

A Visual

For the past few days, the activity has picked up again. This may be coincidence or maybe paranormal. But either way, it's freaking strange. My son was standing in front of the TV, changing the channels. And his cross necklace fell off his neck. Later that night as Marty sat working on his computer, his cross fell from his neck. A few nights later. Marty's cross came off in the bed. Then Chris's fell off again. Then my daughter in law put Chris's cross necklace on. A day later it fell off as she watched TV. I was starting to wonder about this. So I went and got out two more and hung them on mine and Marty's monitors to see if anything happens to them.

The night before last night. I was sitting at my computer when I heard a shuffling noise come from my bedroom. I looked up just in time to see a strange shape come from the foot of my bed, and head up toward my dresser. It moved very very fast. But the weird part was, as it passed by the foot of my bed, it knocked my picture off the wall. I just sat there shocked at what I had just witnessed. This thing was the size of a regular human, about 5 or 6 feet, very dark, and appeared to be hunched forward as it moved. I was just about to tell my family about it. But I said, "Did you see that?!"And my daughter and law said yes, very quietly. I turned to see where she was and she had been standing about six feet behind me, and over to my left. The perfect angle to get a good look at what I had seen. She described perfectly what I had just witnessed. That night after I went to bed. I had horrible demonic dreams. I woke at 3:02 in the morning. For no reason. My heart was racing, and I was still reliving these dreams in my mind. I woke Marty to go to the bathroom with me, being too scared to go alone. I hate feeling like this in my own home....................