Things have been exceptionally quite around here. No bumps in the night. Nothings being moved around.Until last night.
It's going to be hard to explain this, But I was sound asleep last night.And I woke to a steady tapping on my dresser, right by my head. I can't explain the sudden terror I felt.It was a horrible, to the very core terror.My dog Amy jumped up and looked at the dresser. I reach my hand over to touch Marty. I needed to wake him up, I was too scared to move. The very moment I touched him, the sound stopped.The room went totally silent. I lay there for what seemed like forever trying to control my breathing.After I got myself calmed down, i looked up at the clock on the headboard 3:05
I don't understand why this happened, as things have been so very much better.
And I don't understand why I was so scared. It was just a tapping, but I was frozen with an unexplainable fear. (That isn't at all like me.)
We continue to recite the lord's prayer together each night. And it seemed that we were winning the fight and getting our home back.
Now, I wonder what last night meant. Is it angry? Is it stronger? Will it hurt us? Can it hurt us?
I just don't know.............
