We're here to stay.

That brings us to the home we are in now. Our Home. We moved in, in the Spring of 88. Our son was three years old now. Everything was completely normal. No Green Monkeys here. YAY!
Until the morning the cabinet doors woke us up. Yep. It was the same slamming noise.And again, the cabinets were standing wide open. Marty and I closed them. Then went back to bed. Both of us thinking, OK. Whatever this is, hasn't harmed anyone. So why make a big deal out of it. We will just go on living our day to day lives as if this is a regular thing. And we did. We lived with the back door opening on it's on. Having door knobs yanked from our hands. Seeing small black shadows dart across the floor.Having our dogs bark and growl at things we couldn't see. But it was just day to day life for us.Things would happen that none of us could explain, we would discuss it as a family. But it wouldn't go any further. Why have the neighbors thinking you're crazy, Right. One day in our kitchen, I was sweeping the floor when Marty walked in and asked me to hand him some cleaner. I said sure, and handed the broom toward him, as I bent to reach the cleaner under the cabinet. As I was bent over, I heard him say, "Ummmm, Sweetie." I raised up expecting to see Marty standing there holding the broom for me. But I raised up to see the broom standing in the middle of my kitchen floor on its own! We both walked around this self-standing broom and looked at it from every angle. It just stood there. This time, we were able to get the camera and photograph this broom from different angles in our kitchen. As it just stood there for no reason.It was then that I confided in my Mom as to what was happening in our home. We assumed that these rare occurrences could be either from my Aunt or my grandfather, as they both, at separate times, had passed away in the home before it was ours.

The years passed, and things continued to happen. Just day to day life for us. Until one night we were all sitting at the kitchen table, Marty myself, our son and his soon to be wife. We were discussing the things that were going on in the house. When we all watched a bowl containing a coffee filter full of coffee, levitate, float, then get flung across the room in our direction. Everyday life. Right? Seemed to me, it was beginning to get a bit stronger.Not long after that, I had just finished taking a shower, I turned the water off, and went to open the door, the sliding glass doors wouldn't open. I pulled and pulled on these doors that do not lock. Then finally yelled for Marty, who naturally after watching me struggle, opened the door with two fingers.Believe it or not, that didn't even scare me. I was so used to our day to day life. That seemed almost natural to me.

Time went on, Our son got married. He and his new wife had a beautiful baby boy. They had decided to live with us until they can get a place of their own close by. As my daughter in law and I spent more and more days together just the baby and us, we noticed more and more things happening around us. Things that were starting to affect the child. ( I will not elaborate on this, as that in itself is private family stuff.) That is when she and I decided to set up a voice recorder.Later that day, I went to check the recorder, not really expecting to hear anything. When I hear this male voice, loud and very clearly say, "I am Here." That made my blood run cold. I was almost afraid to tell her what we had captured, as I didn't know how a new mom would react to this. After discussing this with the rest of the family, we decided to set up some cameras in our home. The cameras kept shutting off and would not record anything.By that time, we were all seeing a dark shadow figure move about the house. So my DIL and I decided that since this was affecting the baby, and seemed to be getting stronger, it was time to take action. I started doing a bit of research and found a local team of Paranormal Investigators. After a few emails to the founder and co-founder. They came out to our home to meet with the family. This was our first meeting with Josh, Dennis, and Brandon from Carolina Paranormal Investigators. From there, we decided to go ahead with a full house investigation. Little did we know then. But the guys from CPI felt the negative presence in our home as they visited with us.We set up a date for the investigation......but something, Maybe Paranormal, maybe not, would keep us from keeping that appointment.

New Home, New happenings.

We moved into this home on a warm Summer day. Marty's young brother had come to live with us. By now our son was two, and just starting to enjoy the outdoors.I had all the windows open in our home as I began to unpack boxes. The boys were playing just outside the living room window.I could hear their playful banter as I went about unpacking.Bending over a box of books, I froze.I could hear Marty's brother (Whom was ten years old) talking, and when I heard the old man answer him back, my blood went cold. Some stranger was outside with my boys! I raced out of the house, lept off the porch and ran around the corner of the house. There stood my two boys looking at me in shock as to why I had come running out.But there was no one else there.I look at(name change) Brad, and said, "who were you just talking to"? He said, that old man, and turned as if to look at "the old man." And I could see the alarm on his face when he realized there was no one there. Then he tearfully tried to convince me that the man had just been there. I told him I believed him. But did not dare tell them that I had heard this man myself.I just quickly decided it was time for some lunch. And scooted my two boys into the house, while looking over my shoulder. I locked the door as we went into the house.

Later that night, after the two boys were safely in bed. I was discussing the events of the day with Marty. At one point I decided to go pour us each a glass of tea. I got up to leave the living room and noticed that the kitchen light was off. I asked Marty why he had turned that light off, knowing it was all the way through the house and clear across the kitchen to turn it back on. Not really easy to navigate in the dark. He got up and came over to the living room doorway where I was standing. His response was, "I didn't turn that light off." I said, "now that's just creepy." No sooner were the words out of my mouth, when the window blind behind us went flying up! At that point, My knees buckled, and I slid down the door frame. It had scared the holy crap out of me.

A few weeks of being in this home, my young son came to me and said there was a "green Monkey" outside waving to him. I took him by the hand and led him outside and asked him to show me the Monkey.He pointed to a huge Pecan tree in our backyard. And said. "He's behind that tree." I started toward the tree with the intentions of showing him there was nothing there.But he erupted in blood-curdling screams! NO MAMA! DON'T GO BACK THERE!! He was so frightened that all I could do was pick him up and cuddle him and reassure him that nothing was there. This went on daily for weeks. Marty nor I were ever allowed to approach the tree to show him nothing was there. I thought this was just probably a childhood thing. I didn't like the fact that my son was scared, but it seemed harmless enough. Until he said that it was motioning for him to come to it. Now that really frightened me. Something we couldn't see was motioning for our young son to go to it. I was once again, ready to move. Which brings us to where we are now.

Even stranger

Later on, after our son was born. We had spent the day out with friends and family, only to come home and find our back door standing wide open. After close inspection, we noticed that the locks on the door were still in the locked position, but yet the door was standing wide open...and it was about ten feet off the ground! This door was only accessible from the inside! We were both shocked and puzzled at how this was even possible. As the evening went on, we had put it in the back of our minds and all but forgot about the door. We put our young son to bed and turned in for the night, Only to be awoken by the fire alarm blaring! We jump out of bed! Marty races through the house to find the fire as I run to grab the baby.I grab our son and his blanket from the crib and race out into the living room, thinking the house is on fire and we have to get out! But there stands Marty in the living room looking totally puzzled. There is no fire.He goes and shuts off the alarm. I sooth our now screaming baby, and get him back into bed. Then Marty and I head back to bed, both of us wondering why the alarm had set itself off.Little did we know that was just the first night, and much more would follow where we were awoken by a blaring fire alarm. There were also many times we would arrive home to find that back door open. Of course with the locks still locked.

Later on, Marty was switched to the night shift, which left our young son and me home alone most nights. Luckily the fire alarm had seemed to quieten itself. And didn't go off while I was there alone. But when I would go to bed at night, I would hear our neighbors walking around.It was very annoying and hard to sleep. I would look out the window across the yard, only to see that all of their lights were off. I wondered why they were walking around in the dark. But every night, just as I lay down, the footsteps would start.

One night my cousin had decided to stay with me while Marty was at work.She settled into our room for the night, and I took the couch. The next morning over coffee, I asked how she slept.Her response was "I slept fine until your dog woke me up licking me in the face."........we had no dog!

Strange Beginnings.

As some of you know, Marty and I married many years ago.We married at Seventeen.after finding out that our son was on the way. We had initially planned to wed before going to college. But our son just sped things up a couple of years. :) And that is when all the fun began. Our first night, in our new home, we were awoken by the sound of cabinets slamming in our kitchen. It was so loud my eyes flew open, but I was afraid to move.I whispered to Marty "Someone is in the house with us." He said, "I know, just lay still a moment." We lay still for a moment and listened, to see if we could hear any movement. Nothing. Total silence. So we both slipped quietly out of bed. Not having any sort of a weapon in our new home, I was really concerned about coming face to face with an intruder. We slowly crept up the dark hallway, me peering over Marty's shoulder. We went to the opening to the living room where we could see all the way into the kitchen. Nothing. There was no one there. The light from the outside revealed an empty house. Marty walks over and clicks on the light.We both stood in shock to see ALL of the kitchen cabinets standing OPEN. When we had been awoken by the sound of them slamming shut. Marty closed all the cabinets, while we both commented on how strange that was.We checked the locks on the doors. Both locks and deadbolts were still locked. So we went back to bed. I lay there most of that night wondering what had just happened. I didn't know anything about the Paranormal.But I did know, something bizarre had just happened.

A place to start.

Let me start by saying, if you do not believe in the paranormal, if you do not believe in ghosts, energies or spirits, then don't waste your time by reading my blog. It will be of no benefit or interest to you. This is nothing more than a written documentation of the day to day life of my family living in our "paranormal world"So don't expect to read about knives flying through the air, heads spinning around or written words appearing on the skin. This is our life, this is our day to day experiences. And this is REAL.

For those of you waiting...This is leading up to last nights investigation. But I'm going to start with some interesting background.And give you the complete story. Not just the end of the chapter. :)