Well, we still haven't figured out what's up with the new clock.Apparently, it is just not going to run between 3, and 5 am. But then starts back up after 5 am and runs fine. I have even changed the battery repeatedly, but that didn't help.
Last night I woke up to the smell of my husband cologne. Around one thirty this morning, the scent just filled the bedroom as if it had just been sprayed. Marty was sleeping soundly beside me. I turned over and fell back asleep.Exactly an hour later it does it again. I raised up and looked over at Marty's dresser. There sat his Cologne, as usual, with the lid on. Strange. How could it smell so strongly at random times?
1:12 PM
I was just washing up some dishes in the kitchen when I felt like someone was behind me. I turned to speak to Cari, but no one was there. I had a moment of sheer terror well up inside me. I turned back to the sink, not really wanting to turn my back on it. But afraid to acknowledge it. Then I felt an icy cold air blow against my bare legs. That's it. I went into the dining room to work on my graphics for a bit. This thing hasn't really scared me that much so far. I guess because I can't see anything. And it hasn't harmed anyone directly. But just then, I was really scared. And that was strange in itself. This has to be the first time I have felt that kind of fear......
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.