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. This blog is a personal Journal of me and my family as we deal with the unknown in our house. It's true, it's raw. and it's real.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Interesting Weekend

We had a fun Training / Investigation with some of our team members Saturday. However, we were in a very old graveyard. I have heard so many times that if you don't prepare yourself that things can follow you home. Luckily my family was well aware of this and took the proper precautions.We even joked about we didn't have room for any more hauntings here.

But as we expected, Saturday night got interesting here.
As usual, Marty and Chris were on the perspective xboxs. Chris was in the Sunroom. Marty was in our bedroom. Both of them wear Turtle Beaches, so they hear very little of what is going on around them. My DIL was on her laptop at the kitchen table. I am at my desk. When for no reason. The toilet flushes.And not just the sound you get from a faulty fill valve. It was a complete flush. I turn around to look at my DIL. She was looking at me. So I knew she had heard it too.We just go back to what we were doing, without mentioning it. Later, Marty goes outside to feed the dogs. As usual, he leaves the TV on, and his game paused because he knows he is coming right back. He had just walked out the front door when I heard the TV cut itself off. Followed by the Xbox. Yep BOTH! I turned to look at my DIL, again, she is looking at me. This time, with raised eyebrows.We say nothing about it. And go back to what we were doing.Marty comes back in, goes into the bedroom. And says,"Who turned off my TV?" I reply, "no one." He says, "OK.Gotcha" Then goes back to his game. Meanwhile, the toilet flushes a few more times.Not in a row. But spaced out about every five minutes or so.Finally, that gets on my nerves. So I get up, go to the bedroom doorway, and ask Marty if he would please stop the toilet from flushing.He gives me this funny look, so I have to explain that the toilet won't stop flushing randomly.(Just like a man) He says, let me know if it does it again. OK, fine. It didn't do it again. But still, he could have gone and checked, Right? LOL.

Th rest of the evening and night was rather quiet. Marty and I went to bed around midnight. We watched some TV, then got ready for sleep. Marty got up and turned off the TV. I snuggled into my pillow, ready to drift off. (About three or four minutes) And the TV comes back on. Marty gets up again, turns off the TV. He gets back into bed. Neither of us speaks about what just happened. We just snuggle in and go to sleep.

Sunday was uneventful for the most part.We all had a lovely lazy day at home.
But last night...We were all in our usual places (You know the evening drill by now.) When my DIL and I heard what seemed to be wagon wheels on cobblestone. I have never in my life heard this. But that is precisely what it sounded like. We only heard this a few times in about ten minutes. Then it was just gone.A few of our dogs, barked and or growled at a few unseen things. But other than those minor annoyances. Things were quite for the most part.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Can Spirit Energies make you sick?

I have heard and read many things about how the spirit world (Paranormal, if you will) About Spirit energies being able to make us sick. Well for the past three years. I have been to more testing places, and Dr. visits than I have in my whole life combined. I have never been a sick person. And hardly ever caught a cold. But, just to show you what I mean,
Here is my medication list. And I am only 46 years old.

Prescrip # 6026551        Nexium                                        40 MG              Once a day
Presrip # 6030660          Tramadol                                     50 MG              2 Tablets 3x a day
Prescrip # 6029415         Fluoxetine / Prozac                    20 MG                 Once a day
Prescrip # 6035304         Cyclobenzaprine / Flexeril       10 MG                   1 tablet 3x daily
Prescrip # 6033958         Gabapentin / Neurontin            300 MG                1 tablet 2x daily
Prescrip # 6028440         Meloxicam / Mobic   1               5 MG                  Once a day
Prescrip # 6028786         Crestor                                                                 Once a day
Prescrip # 6035306          Prednisone                              20 MG                2 tablets every day for 5 days as needed
Prescrip # 6045773           Naproxen                                 500 mg             1 tablet 2 times daily
Prescrip # 6040846           Calcium                                    500 mg             3x a day
Prescrip # 6040847           Vitamin D                                 1,000 units        once a day
Advair Inhaler                                                                    250/50 one inhalation 2x daily
Proventil                                                                           2 puffs every 4 to 6 hours as needed (Rescue inhaler)

Lidoderm Patches 3 patches for 12 hours daily
Vitamin D 1,000 units once a day

Yep. Amazing isn't it. When I look at this, I'm just shocked.
So that brings me to what has happened the last couple of weeks. I mentioned in my previous post that this thing had really been affecting Marty. Well, I have started feeling better. I have even been able to go off some of my meds. But the better I get. The worse Marty gets. Coincidence? I don't know. At this point, I don't know if I even believe in coincidence anymore.

If anyone out there has experienced something similar. I would love to hear from you.

Shadow People?

I have done a lot of research on shadow people. Actually, not a lot can be found on them. (Guess I need to talk to Amy Allen.(Smiles.I like Amy)) But from what I have seen. Nothing about them is good. Sooooo, here is why I was researching them, to begin with. I guess it has been a couple of weeks back now, but I was startled awake by a blast of thunder during the night. I lay there in the dark listening to the heavy rain coming down. I looked up at our doorway and saw Chris standing there, just as I was about to speak, the lightning lit up the room. There was nothing there.And as the flash faded back into black, the dark shadow that I had seen, was gone too.I felt a sheer raw terror crawl down my spine.The fright that I felt at that moment was indescribable. Then, luckily, that also began to fade. I told the family about it the next morning. But no one else had any strange experiences during the night.So I sort of forgot about it. Until a few nights later. I woke up at 12:00 for no reason at all. I lay there and listened, but the house was quiet, so I drifted back off. Later during the night, i turned over in my sleep. And I had a strange feeling of being watched. I opened my eyes to see, what appeared to be a shadow of about five feet tall standing about two feet inside our bedroom door. A jolt of adrenaline shot through my body as the fear kicked in.I tried hard to focus on it. Yes, I could see it! Then it began to fade and was gone. I looked up at the clock on my headboard. 3:33.I don't like that fact that it was closer this time. Smaller is good. But closer to me is a scary thing.
So, a couple of nights later, the same thing.I wake up feeling watched.It is about a foot smaller, and a foot closer. I tried my best to wake Marty as I was terrified. But it faded away again before I could get him fully awake.The next few nights, nothing happened. Then on a Saturday night. Marty was in our bedroom playing Xbox. My DIL and I were watching TV. It was getting pretty late, probably around eleven or eleven thirty. Being that we hadn't eaten dinner yet. My DIL and I decided to go fix us something. I went to the bedroom doorway and asked Marty if he wanted to eat with us. He mumbled something that I didn't hear. But my DIL and I went ahead and fixed our dinner. We went back out to the sunroom with our plates to watch TV.Just as we got sat down good, Marty came out of the bedroom and opened the front door to let the dogs out. My DIL and I had let them out just a bit earlier, and they were all sleeping now.I said, we have just let them out, they don't need to go until morning.Marty turned right at me, with the most hateful look I have ever seen him give, and says, Then stop your bitching and moaning! I was so shocked! I said, what??!! He says, you have done nothing but complain for hours now! Just stop it! And storms back into the bedroom. My DIL and I just sat there with our mouth's open.Neither of us had spoken to him since about 6 pm. Roughly six hours ago! We went ahead and ate our dinner in silence. Then went to bed. Marty was already asleep.The next morning over coffee, I called Marty out oh his behavior the night before.And asked him what in the world he had been talking about.He swore that I had been complaining about him for hours.But I wasn't. Then it dawned on me, our DIL had said that she had heard our voices before when no one was home. He had to be hearing something that we didn't. I was shocked!! After this, we have decided that no one spends any amount of time alone anymore.If you are in a room by yourself. You come out every so often, or someone comes in.That day went rather peaceful. The next morning we were all up getting ready for work when I went back to the bedroom to get something..I froze at the doorway. MARTY!! COME HERE!! Our whole bed was covered in blood! No dogs had been in there that morning. But we checked them all anyway. Nothing. We checked each other. Nothing. I got them in the wash as quickly as I could. I hate the smell of blood! We still don't know how this happened. But every one of us saw it.

If anyone out there knows more about these occurrences, please contact me. I would love to talk with you.

UPDATE My DIL was going into my room just a little bit ago, and she saw a small very dark (dog size) shadow on the floor.She said it felt like pure evil.

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Poltergeist

I know I haven't updated in a while.But that does not mean that it has gotten quite around here. When things happen, I'm not always where I can update or make a note of it. So that leaves me with trying to keep it all in my head until the next update. I know, not a really good idea.I will try to do better.

I guess the main things going on now, are not really that frightening. But VERY annoying.
We had been gone one night. There was no one at all in the house. When we came in, we saw where the trash can had been knocked over.No dogs could have possibly done this, as we have a gate between the dogs and the garbage can. We all just agreed on how strange it was and cleaned up.

Then yesterday, Marty had left for work. The kids were still sleeping. And I had just made a cup of coffee and sat down at my computer.I heard something behind me. I got up to see what had caused the noise. And to my amazement, the trash was turned over.No one, but me was in this part of the house. I had no explanation. I got the broom and dustpan and cleaned up. I sat back down at my computer. Just as my fingers hit the keyboard, I heard a noise. This time, I knew what it was.The trash had overturned! I got up to look. Yep, I now had another mess to clean up. But how? Why? There is just no explanation.

My DIL had quite an experience herself, with things in her room being moved as she slept.This does not surprise me at all. We have been using camera's overnight now. With no luck so far.The camera keeps shutting down in their bedroom.



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....................

Sunday, January 6, 2013

It's not over.

We were all so hoping that this was finally over. But no, no such luck. Recently, our lives have been turned upside down, so I think this thing is feeding off our emotions, as it seems to be slightly stronger. I was afraid this would happen. As a family, we have been going through some "not so good" stuff. Which has left us all pretty emotional. And probably will for a while. Just what is this going to do for our unseen guest?

About a week ago, we were all sitting in the living room watching TV. When we heard this crash from the spare bedroom. Marty and I went to see what it was. In that room, I had some bells hanging on a hook on the wall. These bells had somehow removed themselves from the hook and sailed to the other side of the room. Absolutely no explanation for this at all. We hung them back up and went back to watching TV. That night as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep. I notice a strange light on the ceiling. This light would go off and on randomly. It took me a while to figure out that I was watching the light come on a cell phone that had been dead for weeks. And had no power to it at all.

The next night, while cooking dinner. My DIL and I heard what seemed to be dogs screaming. And I mean really crying like something was tearing them limb from limb! My DIL and I both ran to the door. Just in time to see our Jack Russel Terrier and Boston Terrier racing across the yard for the house. It was just starting to get dark outside. But not dark enough for my daughter in law to miss the black shadow that darted across our front porch! We both slammed the front door. As she yelled. "Go away! You are not welcome here!" With what had just happened. Marty spoke up and said that he too had been seeing this "Black being" in the yard. That frightens me. Something doesn't mind being seen now. And I really don't like that.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Update

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. But it seems like every time I thought about it, something came up.

Not a whole lot has been going on. So we thought that just possibly we had finally gotten some closure. My DIL and I were both so excited to think this was perhaps all behind us now. The house felt lighter, And the air smelled fresher. We spent all day cleaning as if to purge the house of any remaining energy.

That night, I was in bed sound asleep. I was laying on my back, with my left arm over my head. When all of a sudden my ring finger was grabbed very hard at the knuckle. This was such an unexpected bolt of pain that I saw a blinding white light just behind my closed eyelids. Then my arm was yanked up toward the ceiling and slammed down on my chest! I said out loud, "Marty if you wanted me to move, all you had to do was ask. That really hurt me!" I was feeling the intense pain in my finger, and I said, That wasn't cool. I'm really hurting. Then I heard him snore slightly. I slowly reach over and touched him. He had his back to me, sleeping on his side. I knew right then, it wasn't him that had just hurt me. There was just no possible way. Just as my mind registered that it could be something worse. I looked up at the clock, it was 3:02. My heart froze. But I thought all this was over! It took me quite a while to fall back asleep. My finger was throbbing. The next morning. I had to soap up my hand and remove my wedding rings. My finger was all black and blue.

Monday, November 5, 2012

New EVP

Lately, we have been talking with some people that want to send in another team of investigators, and document their findings. Usually, when we discuss things like this, the activity picks up. So with this in mind, I turned on the digital recorder and la1d it on my desk. This is what we caught.

Kind of makes me wonder what will happen if we do agree to do this.



Sunday, October 28, 2012

Update

A few days ago, the guys were home from work due to the rain. My DIL and I had been doing laundry most of the morning.We were doing our last load. And while waiting for the washer to stop. She was sitting at the kitchen table on her laptop. I was at my desk. Marty was at his computer, and Chris was laying on the couch.We all heard the most horrible noise! We all jumped up at the same time and went in the direction the sound had come from. And we all froze in our tracks.I was amazed to see my full washing machine, had been moved about five feet. It was now sitting completely out in the middle of the floor.How in the hell can a washer full of clothes and water move? I mean, had it been on the spin cycle, I could have maybe understood it. But it wasn't even off balance! It took my son and husband both to get it put back in place. I guess it's just another of those strange happenings with no explanation.

That night as Marty and I slept. Our bedroom door slammed shut.I know to most people that wouldn't be a big deal. But we have a twenty pound cast iron dog holding that door open.And it had to be moved over for the door to close. It also sits on a rug. So to close this door, you have to physically bend over and pick up this iron dog and set it aside.The noise of the door woke us both up. We turned on the light to see the iron dog sitting out in the middle of the floor. Again, we have no explanation for this, as we have always slept with our door open. Just another strange happening for the record books I guess.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

An Experience

I know it's been a while since I updated. But I was waiting to see if things were getting better. I contacted someone that I knew could and would help us. I will not mention his name here. But, I emailed for help. And got an immediate response. I was told of some things I could do that would help rid our home of this unwanted spirit.At first, we couldn't quite get it to work. But on the second try, I'm pretty sure it was working, as things get REALLY bad.I had placed some essential oils in my oil diffusers. I was told precisely which oils to use. Within moments of burning this. Things in the home started happening.Things like family members being touched by unseen hands. Stuff in other rooms falling.Just crazy things. The dogs would bark and growl at things we couldn't see. Then out of nowhere, I got the most horrible feeling like something awful was about to happen. Something terrible that I couldn't control. I called my husband outside to tell him how I was feeling. It turns out he felt the same way. So immediately we went in and turned off the oil burners.I just can't jeopardize my family that way. I felt like this was a bit more than I could handle. So now I am sort of at cross roads. Do I just do this and see what happens, maybe risk losing my home and having to move. Or do I let it go like it is, and still be able to live in my house? I keep asking myself this over and over.

In the meantime. Not much else has happened other than Marty having his cross pulled from his neck as we sat watching TV. At first, he felt it move on his neck. He said, stop it! A few minutes later the chain just falls from his neck and lands in his lap.This has happened before, to other family members. Myself included. So as usual. He just puts it back on, and we continue to watch TV.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

A Strange Morning.

With the impending heavy rains. We have had to move Leather (The mama dog) and her nine pups into our spare bedroom. Lacie, (A female Pit Bull) had already been staying in the extra room,(As she is a massive dog, and can't handle the Summer heat.) With Leather now in her place, Lacie got moved to the bathroom. I had a feeling that once both of these rooms were occupied, that the activity in the house would pick up. As it seems that our entity hides in one or the other of these places all the time. The first morning I went to the bathroom to let Lacie outside for a potty break. I opened the bathroom door, and was hit in the face with an odor that seemed to be a cross between a dead rat and fresh poop! It was horrible! I quickly scanned the room. There was nothing in site to be causing this terrible stench. I knew it wasn't Lacie, as she had been bathed and given a clean bedding the night before.I continued to let Lacie outside, then I proceeded to clean every surface in the bathroom. Once that was done, I let Lacie back inside. And the bathroom stayed fresh the rest of the day.It was really odd, as there was no reason for such a horrid smell.

As I had suspected, by occupying both rooms, whatever resides here was forced out of hiding. Now my dog Amy will no longer sleep in the living room. She stays glued to my side all night. Not to mention, the Boston is now barking at random things during the night. When Marty and I got up this morning, Amy stayed as close to me as possible. I sat down at my computer with a cup of coffee, then noticed her peering into the sunroom. Her tail was straight up, and her ears were laid back on her head. I watched her for a bit, then told Marty what I had been thinking, about "it" being forced out of hiding. He seemed to kind of brush it off and went back to reading the news on his computer. At this very moment, it was as if his monitor had been hit from behind! BAM! It was jolted forward the rocked back and forth as it settled back down.He and I just looked at each other. We could not explain or recreate what had just happened.I have to say, I wasn't crazy about him leaving me here today and going to work. If it can hit something that hard, what can it do to one of us? I will be so happy when mom and pups get moved back outside. Then this "thing" can get out of our living space.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Update

Since coming home from our Vacation. We have noticed that our Pit Bull Lacie, no longer wants to stay in the spare bedroom. She is continually scratching at the door to be let out.On different occasions, Family members have gone to open the door and let her out, after hearing her scratching, and she will be curled up on her bed sound asleep.So we know that she wasn't the one making the noise. But once we look in on her, the scratching stops.She has been so restless in that room lately, that Marty took the holy water and blessed her bedroom. The scratching stopped immediately. And now Lacie is back to her usual self. BUT, Now I have noises coming from our bedroom. I go to the doorway and look. And of course, there is nothing there.It's not just our bedroom. It seems to be the sunroom too. As the dogs will look at the corner of the room in there or either down the hallway and bark like they just saw a stranger. A really agitated bark. That sets my nerves on edge each time.


The night before last, I was having a hard time sleeping. I woke at some point to hear voices in the kitchen. Must be the kids talking. So I tried to doze back off. Sometime later I awoke to a loud noise. BAM! BAM! BAM! Over and over again. It was loud enough to shake the whole house. I wondered how Marty could still be sleeping beside me. Then it occurred to me, that maybe it was my own blood pressure in my ears. I sat up in bed and listened, Bam! Bam! Bam!It did it again. Then totally silent. Now the voices start again. I know it's a man and a woman. But I cant make out what they are saying.I turn to look at the clock. It is 3:39. I speak rather loudly. OK, This is just bull shit.Then I snuggle down into the covers. Just as I am about to doze off, I hear a kitchen chair slide across the floor. Again I say, It's just bullshit. And finally, drift off to sleep.

The next morning, I find that the whole family had been restless through the night. And all had experiences of their own.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

A needed Vacation

This isn't really going to be that big of a paranormal update. But more or less notes for me.

Marty, Chris, My DIL, Trevor and I all went up to Cherokee North Carolina for a few days. During our stay away from home. I never woke up at three thirty. I slept all through the night. To me, this was just amazing. It has been years since I was able to do that. But our very first night home, I was waking up at three thirty-three in the morning.
So, based on this, I don't think whatever it follows us.

*Note. Lacie, our female Pit was staying in the spare bedroom while we were gone. The moment we walked in, I went to let her out of the room, to go outside. And she comes full force at me, just trying to get out of that room.I could not control her at all. And no amount of talking was helping. Marty had to grab her from me and force her out the door. This has NEVER happened.That dog was hell-bent on getting out the closest door she could. But she knows she has always gone out the back door.Never has she gone out the front. (We have another pit female out in the front. If these two girls ever came face to face. It would be a fight to the death) But she was heading out the front door full force, as it was the closest to her. Marty and I both think whatever is in our home, must have terrorized her for the time we were gone. Makes me so sad.That is more than I can take. I will pay for a sitter or board my dogs next time. This will not be allowed to happen again. I let her down completely.

Friday, July 13, 2012

This was new

I guess this all came about a few days ago when my son's cat started being allowed to roam the house.
Usually, she would lay in the bathroom sink. She didn't get into much. So I allowed him to let her run loose in the house.A few days ago, I heard a horrible crash in my hallway. I have a cabinet in the hall above the washing machine. It holds extra bathroom items, as in soap, conditioner, shampoo, and half used cold medicines, etc. Anyway, It sounded like the cat had just cleaned out the cabinet.I told Chris to go see what the cat was into. He got up and walked down the hall.Then he says, Mom, the cat, didn't do this.The rest of the family goes to look.On my washer was about twelve items out of the cabinet.The cat was still laying in the sink. And each thing on the washer was standing up perfectly. None of them were laying down. They all looked as if they had been sat there on the washer, instead of just having fallen out of the cabinet. My heart skipped a beat.The first thing that came to my mind is, This looks like poltergeist activity. I didn't say anything about it. But it concerned me.

The next morning, my DIL was complaining about the cat keeping her up all night. The cat had been locked in the bathroom overnight so as not to destroy anything.She said it had kept slamming the toilet lid all night.(Our toilet lid slowly closes itself. It does not slam at all) As I went into the bathroom that morning, I noticed my tile around the door was torn, as if the cat had been trying to get out.Oh hell no! That cat was going in a crate tonight! I wasn't having it tear my bathroom apart.

Marty and I went to bed before the "kids" that night. And I reminded them to crate the cat. At some point during the night, I was waking up by the toilet lid slamming! I know what I heard. There was no mistaking that sound at all. It had forcefully been slammed. I assumed the cat had somehow gotten out of the crate and was doing whatever my DIL had heard the night before. Just as I thought this, the dogs in the bedroom went crazy. Barking and growling at the bedroom door. I didn't see or hear anything else. I lay there a while and eventually fell asleep.
The next morning as I started to the bathroom, I passed the cat, sitting on the dryer, still in the crate. I was more than a bit shocked. I know what I heard.
I had Marty set up the camera that night, focused on the toilet. I also lay a recorder in the bathroom.
The next morning the camera was shut off. It had only recorded an hour. But on the recorder, the toilet lid is being repeatedly slammed! I am a bit frustrated at this point.
I am going to place a bible there tonight. To see if it will be a bit quieter. Watch for the next update.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Nightly Visitor

I have spent the majority of my day, wondering just how I was going to go about getting this update done. I feel that I need to get this added. But yet, I wonder what will happen once I post this?

Just now, before I started to type. I have my page open, and I'm wondering how to start. The cold air from the floor vent is blowing against my leg. Then, the air on my leg stopped, but the central air was still running. I looked down to see what had blocked the vent. Of course, there was nothing there. I wonder if it wasn't trying to get my attention away from this update.

Do you know how it is to have a bad dream, then it's all you can think about the next day? That is how my day has been. I keep replaying last night events over and over in my head. I don't know if I am looking for answers or validation. But the tape just keeps rewinding.

Last night was a pretty typical night. Marty watched Science videos on the computer. Chris played call of Duty on the Xbox. My DIL and I worked on our own computers until late into the evening.
Marty and I went to bed around eleven to watch TV. I quickly fell asleep. Not long after, I woke from a horrible nightmare. It was a horrible demonic dream that had shaken me to the core. I looked at the clock, and it was just after midnight.I hadn't been asleep long. I snuggled up to Marty for some security and tried to go back to sleep.Only to wake up again from the worst demonic dream I have ever had! I was terrified! I lay there and tried to control my breathing as I listened to things moving about my living room. Knowing that the lights were all off and the kids had since gone to bed.The house was very active.I finally fell asleep again. I was sleeping on my back when I woke up this time. I opened my eyes to see the most hideous face I have ever seen, only inches from mine!!!
It had a horrible grin on its face as if it was enjoying the terror I had experienced all night.Out of sheer raw terror, i turned and mashed my face into Marty's back. I was too scared to move. The smell of urine was overpowering. (No, I had not wet the bed. I would have done much worse!) The stench had to be coming from this thing. I lay there forever with my face crammed up against Marty's back and my eyes shut tight.(This is where I heard the name."Amon". "I am Amon" It was clear as a bell. I had no clue what the name was, or what it meant.) The smell had started to fade as I drifted back off to sleep. When I woke, My neck was sore, and my face was still smashed against Marty's back. I ever so slowly turned to look. The face was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief, then pulled the covers over my head for the rest of the night. It was then that I noticed the dogs were not in the bedroom with us. That in itself was strange.The Boston NEVER leaves our room. But last night they were nowhere to be found.

Over coffee this morning, I asked everyone how they had slept. All said they went right to sleep and slept hard all through the night.That let me know, that the visitor last night was just for me to know about. Marty and our Dil are usually awake at different points during the night. But no one but me woke up last night.

I don't know the meaning behind this.And I'm not really sure I want to.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

6 27 12 Update

I guess it's about time for an update here. I haven't been posting that much lately, as it is the same repeated stuff happening over and over. For us, It's just pretty much the norm.

About a week ago, My husband and I lay down in the afternoon to take a nap. When we woke up, we went into the kitchen to make some coffee. As we were doing this, he said his face was really burning. I look over at him and see three bright red scratches down the side of his face. I know a dog couldn't have possibly down this without waking him up. That would just be way too painful. I told him that he had been scratched. We used an alcohol swab on his face. Then went on about our business.(This isn't supposed to be normal!!)

Now voices (As in, muffled conversations) Have been keeping my DIL and son awake at night. They hear this discussion taking place every night. But it's not clear enough to make out. They both say it is a male and a female.Then my DIL heard footsteps running down the hall toward their door the other night.She said she thought it was me hurrying to the bathroom. But she heard no door close, and no toilet flush. Then the sounds were coming from the kitchen as if someone was moving around in there.

But it's what happened last night that has led me to post today. My husband and son have just started a new job. Meaning the family is getting up at 6am every morning. So by night time, we are all pretty much exhausted.Last night Marty and I went to bed around ten thirty. I went right to sleep. And Marty watched TV for a bit. Around twelve thirty, I woke up. Just wide awake, for no reason.Well naturally,as i lay there awake. I have to go to the bathroom.I get out of bed. And see my female pit bull Sitting in the doorway of our room looking out. Her ears are back, tight against her head, as if she hears or sees something. I go past her, and go on to the bathroom.As I come back to the bedroom she is still in the same spot, doing the same thing. I think, Maybe she wants water? I go fill her drinking bowl, walk past her and get back into bed. I coax her for a while. And she finally gets back on the bed. She lay down at my feet and settled in. I was just about to doze off, when she shot like a rocket up to the top of the bed. She lay down on top of mine and Marty's pillows she was trembling terribly.I talked to her a bit, and tried to calm her. Nothing I did seemed to help. So I just left her as she was.Finally during the night. She moved down beside me and got under the covers. That is where she stayed for the rest of the night. I never saw or heard anything. But i know something was bothering her terribly. That really upsets me. She is a really sweet girl. And should not have to feel this way in her home. I get really angry when i think of her being tormented like this. When we got up this morning. The recliner in the living room had the footrest pulled out on it. As if someone had been there last night. My son usually sits in that chair, when we watch TV at night. But he has never left the footrest out.And he had gone to bed the same time we did last night. There is no way to move that footrest out without using a wooden handle on the side of the chair.Marty even checked it this morning just to make sure. And it does require a fair amount of pressure to release the footrest.(No dog could possibly do this.) Again, we have no explanation. So we go on about our business.(I'm sick of our normal!

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Something New

Well, there has been somewhat of a change. Now I am being woke up around midnight instead of three.
And we have had some new activity that I need to document.

A few days ago, I ordered Marty a book from Amazon. He was sitting there reading his book, when he says, "Lisa, haven't you heard the name, blah blah blah?" I said, Marty! Don't say that out loud!! It was the name of one of the higher demons.And Marty didn't even think when he said it. It was a name that had been in something that he read a while back. He was just referring to that.But it still sort of creeped me out.
The evening went on without a hitch. The spoken name is forgotten. Until my DIL calls me over to look at my grandson.He was playing in the sunroom, wearing nothing but his diaper. He had three scratches running from the top of his shoulder down his back all the way to his diaper. I was shocked!! I carefully examined them, there was no way this happened while he was playing. He acted as if they weren't even there.If one of the dogs had scratched him, he would have cried hysterically. Also, my son and DIL were in the sunroom with him the whole time. They would have seen anything happen to him.(So he must have thrown a sharp object over his shoulder, right?) This really put me on edge.He acted like they didn't bother him. So we all tried to just forget about it. Marty had spent the latter part of the evening in our bedroom playing Xbox. When he finished his game, he just left the TV on with the volume turned off. As he usually does. Later, I went into our bedroom to brush out my hair for the night. Just as I reach for my hairbrush, the TV set behind me turned off. I turned to look at it, just as the screen was going dark. (So this was some sort of electrical issue. Even though we have no electrical problems, right?) I chose to ignore it and went on with what I was doing.
Amy continues to stay in bed with me at night. No longer staying in the front part of the house alone.

Last night I woke up @ midnight gasping for air like I was suffocating! It was like I was inhaling big gulps of air, but it just wasn't enough. I turned over to my side and tried to slow my breathing. I finally drifted back off .to be awakened a short while later by our Boston barking. He was standing on the foot of the bed, barking at our open bedroom door. I couldn't see anything. I listened for a while and never heard anything. But I had a horribly scared feeling. Like when you've just awakened from a nightmare.I snuggled into Marty's back and pulled the covers up to my chin. I recited the lord's prayer as I fell asleep.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Updating

I'm sorry it's been a while since I have updated. I have been spending most of my time working on Summer Graphics for my other two Blogs.

Our grandson has started screaming during the night again. I know most kids do cry at night. But this is a bit different. He is still sound asleep while he is doing this. We have researched night terrors. But have found nothing that will even compare to his symptoms. We had some of his blankets blessed. And so far that has worked. He slept all night the first night he took the blessed blanket to bed with him. (Thank you for that Dennis. I can't tell you just how much that has meant to us all.)

This past Tuesday morning. I had gotten up pretty early. (Before the clock ever went off.) As I came into the living room, I saw my son sitting on the couch and my DIL sitting on the love seat. You could see in their posture that they were both exhausted. Our Grandson had another night of screaming, so they both had been up all night. My son had to go to work in a few hours, so I talked him into going back to bed in my bed. That way he could at least sleep a couple of hours. So he went and got into my bed with his dad. My DIL and I made some coffee and sat down at our computers. We were sitting there working, the whole house was silent. Then from out of no where, we hear both bedroom doors open. One on each side of the house,e simultaneously!. We both jump to our feet. My DIL goes to check on our grandson, and he is sound asleep.I look in on my husband and son, both are snoring. As we settle back into our chairs. Thinking it must have been the wind. (With no windows or doors open.) Or it could have been the house shifting.(Yea, right.). We didn't discuss what had just happened. We just let it pass.

Wednesday morning. Marty said the activity in the house had kept him awake most of the night. He said sometime around midnight. Things in the kitchen and dining room had started moving around. He said that on two separate occasions he even listened to footsteps walking through the house. To hear him tell this made me feel validated and UN-nerved all at the same time. I have heard these same noises many many times while the house was asleep. And to finally have him experience it was a bit unsettling. I could halfway say it was just my imagination before. But to have him hearing it too made it real.

Our female Pit Bull Amy has recently taken to sleeping on mine and Marty's pillows like a cat.  This dog is eleven years old. She has NEVER done this. But for the past two nights, when we go to bed. She goes with us and curls up beside me. After about half an hour she will get off the bed and go to the sunroom to get on the couch. Usually, she would spend the rest of the night here unless she gets cold. Then she comes back to bed and gets under the covers with me. But now, around midnight, she comes back into the bedroom, gets up on the bed and goes to the very top of the bed and lays down on our pillows. She woke me up doing this last night. And she was trembling. I assumed she was cold. So I tried to coax her under the covers.She wouldn't budge from her spot. And she just kept staring out the bedroom door. I didn't hear or see anything. But apparently, she did.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Shadows

A couple of mornings ago, I was the first one up. I turn on my coffee pot and head to the bathroom.
Just as I reach the bathroom, the door was shut, and the light was on. (So, someone else is up before me.) I wait a minute and hear no noise coming from the bathroom. I lightly tap on the door. Then I see a shadow move in front of the door. Whomever it is, is just standing there inside the doorway. I tap again, and this time I whisper a bit loudly, "Are you OK."? And the shadow totally disappears. I slowly open the door, there is no one in the bathroom! I can not explain the feeling I felt just then. I know what I saw. Someone had been just inside this door. I kept thinking about this most of the day. I know without a doubt, someone was there.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

More Activity

It's been a while since I have updated. But it seems like every time I would try to, something would interfere.And I just couldn't get it done.

I'm going to try to remember all that has happened.There have been so many different things,

A few night ago, Marty had gone into our bedroom to play Xbox. And I was working on the computer. My computer is only a few feet from the bedroom door. After a while, i heard him say, "now that was just creepy." I asked. 'what was"? He said he had turned on the game and went to put on his turtle beaches,(Headphones) when he heard a very audible grown in his headset. I just agreed that was creepy. And we both went back to what we were doing.A while later, Marty called my name.(Lisa, come here!) By the tone of his voice, I knew right away something wasn't right.I jumped up and hurried to the bedroom door.I stopped just inside the doorway. I could hear heavy footsteps (Like boots) walking back and forth on the bed my husband was laying on. But the footsteps were fast, almost as if there were an urgency to them.I have no clue as to why, but I said, get off the bed! As soon as he got off the bed, it stopped. To see my husband so shaken up about this, really unnerved me.

The small dark circle is back to zooming across our floor. None of us have any idea what this is. But it is about the size of a tennis ball, and it's very black. It just shoots across the floor in random places. It's every bit as quick as a mouse. But it's not a mouse.It has done this before. But it stopped after the first house blessing. It started showing up again a few weeks ago. It seems harmless enough. Just annoying.

Marty said a few night ago, he lay in the bed for hours and listened to things moving around in the house, while I slept.This was quite different. As it is usually me, that lies awake and listens to all the strange activity. Marty has had more and more experiences around here lately.

A few nights back, Marty and I had just turned off the TV and were ready to go to sleep. Just as I was about to drift off. I heard something moving around the bed. It sounded a lot like our Boston Terrier would be roaming around in search of the elusive Tennis ball. But he was snoring on the bed with us. I just listened until I fell asleep. The next morning, I confirmed the noise with Marty. He had heard the same sound until he fell asleep.

There have been more things happening. But they are more of a personal nature. And can't be shared here.

Also. My back door seems to open on its own now. We have done everything we can to try to debunk this door opening. And there is no explanation for it. It's doing it randomly. So there is no set pattern.
Again, just something to annoy us.