Exhausted

The scratching started up @ 1:30 this morning. It seems to be getting louder. I don't think I got but a couple hours of sleep last night. It's going to be a rough day.

Scratching

I was sound asleep last night. All curled up with my husband and female pit bull. When i heard a strange noise that woke me from a deep sleep.I lay there quietly and listened.There it was again,a scratching coming from inside the bed room wall. This time my Pit Amy heard it, as she raised her head and alerted to it. Before settling back down beside me. Her actions let me know that it wasn't a mouse. Amy would have been off the bed in a flash, pawing and whining at the wall.While tilting her head back and forth listening to the faint mouse sounds. But this scratching had been pretty loud. Naturally i told myself it was a mouse, and tried to go back to sleep. It was no easy task...

At the same time, my DIL was up in another part of the house. She said she had woke up terrified, but she didn't know why. She came into the dinning room to smoke.Then didn't want to go back to bed. She said that she was actually afraid to go back to her own bed room.
No one in my home should ever have to feel uncomfortable. I don't like that at all.

A bit quieter

Things seem to be quieter now than they have been in years.The only thing that has happened recently is my being touched as I was trying to drift off to sleep.Other than that. It has been blessedly quite. (Makes me wonder, if it's going to pick up again)

Now here's the kicker. :)
My mother lives right next door to us. She and I were talking a couple of days ago.She said she had come home from church one evening, and went to her bedroom to change. As she was changing, she heard strange music playing very softly.She started looking around to see if she could find it.As she got closer to her walk-in closet, it got a bit louder.She opened the door, and there on the floor was the source of the music. It was our grandsons baby swing. It has been in her closet for months, wrapped up in a plastic bag. There is no way it can come on by itself. Two separate switches have to be turned to make it play music.But there it sat. Playing music! She called for my dad to come in there and see it. But just as he got to her bedroom doorway, it stopped. So naturally, I wonder, if whatever was at our house, is now next door? Is that possible? I know there is no way in the world my mother would ever lie about anything. She is the belief that she is not risking her salvation by telling a lie. This had her kind of upset. Now when the Investigators come back in the fall, she wants them to come to her house too. And I can't say that I blame her.

Marty has been doing a lot of research on the land and the history of it. He has found quite a few interesting things. But I will get him to post some time soon, and tell you all about it. Guess that's it for now. And I'm not going to say that I'm sorry I didn't have more creepy stuff to tell about. I'm kinda happy I didn't! :)

Updating a few days

I know it's been a couple of days since I've posted.But that doesn't mean that things have quietened down.

The day before yesterday, my Boston Terrier was laying on the dining room chair asleep.I had just walked by and giggled at the loud snoring he was doing. I sat down at my computer to work on some drawings, when all of a sudden, he was thrown from the chair! He let out a startled yelp and ran for me. I scooped him up. And very plainly stated. "You DO NOT, EVER Hit one of my dogs!! About that time my son and daughter in law came in, only to hear a loud crash coming from their room. Upon checking it out, they discovered that one of their wedding champagne glasses had shattered for no reason at all. Coincidence? Or did my strong correction anger the forces that be?

For the past couple of nights, I have slept pretty well, (Finally) But rest assured, if I sleep well, someone else in the house is being targeted. And they were. My husband and daughter in Law both have had some strange experiences over the last two nights.All of this really makes me feel pretty helpless.And at times I get really tired of it. But what do you do? And in asking that, I'm open to suggestions......

Scratches

Last night seemed normal enough.We all watched TV, then turned in around eleven. Marty and I went to our room and continued to watch TV a bit longer.We finally went to sleep around midnight. I woke up around one thirty, I had heard a noise in my sleep that sounded like someone had sat down in Marty's desk chair. (It gives just that certain squeak that you become used to over time.) I was sure that was what I had heard. I lay there awake, listening to see if i heard anything else.That's when i heard a cigarette lighter strike, and actually saw the flash of light from it. But i had never heard anyone walk up the hall or into the dinning room.I continued listening to see if i heard anyone leave the room.I never heard anything and eventually fell asleep.I turned over this morning and looked at the clock. It was beginning to get light in the room. It was seven thirty. I snuggled back into my pillow, to try to go back to sleep when i felt the intense burning on my stomach and chest. I have felt this once before so i was pretty sure what this was. I went ahead and got out of bed. I gently raised my pajama top, to reveal three long red scratches running from my chest to my stomach.Sigh. Oh well. Not much can be done about it, but to endure the intense burning. I went to the kitchen to make coffee. I was up for sure now.

Something under the bed?

Well, i didn't go out to try to get any EVP's last night. Sorry guys, I turned in early.BUT, Night before last, I woke up and kicked the covers off. I soon fell right back to sleep. I don't know how long I was asleep when I woke up to what felt like a finger gently tracing my ankle. I quickly drew my legs up and hopped back under the covers.Well, last night I again woke up and kicked the covers off. I turned over, stretched out, re-adjusted my pillow and had every intention of drifting back off when suddenly something firmly gripped my ankle! I yanked my leg up, grabbed the covers and called my husbands name a couple of times to try to wake him. I was terrified.But he kept snoring. I lay there for what seemed like forever before I fell asleep again. But the rest of the night remained quite.Bottom line here. I DO NOT like being touched. Especially in the wee hours of the morning. That is just downright creepy.

The Land

 Since our reveal, we have started taking into consideration, that some of this may be tied to the land here. So last night we decided to arm ourselves with two video cameras and an audio recorder to see if we could pick up anything. Well naturally, everything decided to shut down on us. First, my audio shut off. Then after clicking a couple of still images, my camera shut off. Suddenly our second camera just outright died. So we walked back to the house. Upon entering our front patio, everything was working just fine again. (Of course!). We heard some strange noises about one am while outside. One was very strange laughter, coming from the woods. It actually sent a chill down my spine. But with my audio gone I wasn't able to capture it. ( I have every intention of trying again tonight.) But anyway, here are the two photos I captured last night. And I know what a lot of you skeptics out there will say (I would too if I hadn't been there myself.) It looks just like cigarette smoke in the second picture. BUT, none of us smoke while doing this, only because it is so easy to contaminate the evidence.So you can judge for yourself. These pictures were taken about 300 feet from our house.The first one is just a typical picture. (Nothing there) Then I immediately panned a bit to the right and clicked again.....

Audio from the reveal

This audio was taken outside our home.If you will listen closely, just as the dogs start to howl, there is a very strange yell. Sounds almost human to me.(Just after you hear what sounds like two claps) I would LOVE to get some feed back on this one. Tell us what you think you hear.

The Reveal

Our reveal was exciting, to say the least. It seems that we have activity on three levels here. We have residual, which is repeated playbacks of auditory, visual, olfactory, and other sensory phenomena that are attributed to a traumatic event, life-altering event, or a routine event of a person or place, like a  replay of past events. Completely harmless. Then we have elemental, can be irritating at times, but none the less, pretty benign. THEN, we have a demonic presence. Very irritating! But so far, harmless. These have the power to grow stronger. But with the help of the CPI team, we know what we're facing, and we know how to "try" to keep it from getting any stronger. I really want the team to come back later in the year just to see what they can find. Each team member had personal experiences that they can't explain. They said this had been a fascinating Investigation. And I like the fact that they have made themselves readily available to us, knowing what we are dealing with. It's going to take some time for our presence to dissipate. And with the help they have given us, we can do our part to see that it does just that.
I'm going to now add some pictures from the CPI Investigation.Please keep in mind that the first two were taken by an infrared camera. It was pitch black in the room.

I will get the audio uploaded later today. And a few images that we captured just after the reveal.

Reveal Reschedule

Well, we were supposed to have our reveal tonight, and find out what the Investigators found out.But, something came up, and they have had to reschedule.Marty and Chris took the day off today. And my brother was all set to come out. I just hope they can work it out, to do it sometime over this holiday weekend. It feels like we have been waiting forever.Maybe whatever is here, just doesn't want us to know what they have found? I have never in my life gone through anything so difficult. This thing has spanned a few months now. Lately, my Boston is starting to be terrorized in my home. I don't like that at all. The little dog will be following Marty or me through the house, and it's just like he gets slapped down.He jumps back up and runs to us with his ears laid back, the whole time looking over his shoulder.I don't like that. He's a very special little dog to me, and that bothers me greatly.