The answer to my question

I wondered yesterday if this thing was getting stronger.......
This morning I woke up with a horrible sore throat. And was astonished when my family asked me what happened to my neck. I have some terrible bruising this morning.And no clue how it happened.

Is it getting Stronger?

Last Night Marty and I went to the bedroom to relax and watch a bit of TV. We turned off the TV @ eleven thirty. As we lay there waiting for sleep. Something hit the bottom of the bed really hard. It was loud and hard enough to jar the bed.I was just about to ask Marty what that was when it happened again. We both lay there and listened for a while. But nothing else happened.

I am once again being woke up @ three every morning.Then it is near impossible to get back to sleep. I just hate that.

Our grandson has started giving this thing attention once again. He looks and talks to things we can't see.That makes me so uncomfortable. Especially when I have no clue as to what is going on, or just what this thing is capable of.

Just Sick

Ever since my last post, I have been unbelievably sick. I have no clue if it is coincidence or something more. But later that night, after my encounter, I went to the bathroom and was horrified to find out I was peeing blood, and lots of it! Marty, of course, wanted to take me to the ER right away. But I waited it out. After about 24 hours, all was well. I have no clue what that was about. But I'm still a bit creeped out about it.

Creatures?

Last night, Marty and I were getting ready for bed. Marty went into the spare bedroom (where our female pit bull sleeps) to turn out the light. Lacie (The pit bull) was sitting up and looking at the closet door. Usually, she would be sound asleep curled up on her blanket on the floor.But she was sitting up with her head cocked to the side looking at the closet door. And the door was open. This door is never open. And there is no way it could ever open by itself. Marty stepped into the room to close the closet door, at the exact moment that I opened the bathroom door down the hall. Just as I opened the door, something ran past me! It was about mid thigh in height, it's hair brushed my leg, and it actually stepped on my foot! I let out a gasp! And flew back up the hall. I could still feel that awful hair against my leg! And still felt the pressure on the top of my foot! I wouldn't go back in there by myself.(Marty walked back down the hall with me, and it was so cold! You could almost see your breath!)Marty grabbed the camera, I grabbed the digital recorder. But we got nothing. And I spent the rest of the night with that creepy feeling on my leg. That was awful.And by far, I have to say, this has been the worst thing yet. It was just simply terrible.

Potty Tunes

Our latest encounter has been more funny than frightening. We have a one-year-old grandson that received a potty chair as a birthday present. This chair plays music when used, apparently to encourage the child. Well for the past few weeks. This chair, (Which sits in our bathroom) goes off all by itself. At random times during the day, we hear it playing.My husband and son both have tried to figure out what is causing this. And there is no simple explanation.So we all get an amusing chuckle each time we hear the chair start playing on its own.(The only time this wasn't so funny, is when I was in the shower, with soap on my face, eyes closed, and the chair starts playing. It kind of gave me a jolt. And a feeling that I wasn't alone.) A new point to ponder.....do spirits use potty chairs? Or, do they just like the music? LOL

Concerned

A few nights ago, the kids (I say, "kids." But I'm referring to my son and his wife.) They were woke up twice during the night with something hard-hitting their bed(Hard enough to shake their whole bed!).They never figured out just what it was. But previously, my daughter in law had told me that she felt that "It" had returned to their room.So yesterday Marty went back and re-blessed their room, but this time, he went ahead and got our room too. So I'm happy to say, we are all sleeping now.And the olives have helped us all. Oops. I guess I had better explain the olives.
**Green Olives. If you are having nightmares. Eat 5 or 6 green olives before bedtime. The dreams will stop. OR, if you want to remember your dreams eat 5 or 6 olives before bed time and you will remember your dreams the next morning.Try it. It really works! We had all been having horrible vivid nightmares. But thanks to the olives, they are gone.

Things that go bump in the night.

Yesterday, we were all just sitting around talking, when our DIL mentioned something about someone getting up during the night.After some discussion, and much to every ones surprise. Our son and his wife said that around 1:30 they had heard someone walk down the hall to the bath room.They didn't hear the bathroom door close, but they heard the toilet flush.Then the footsteps went back up the hall, opened the spare bedroom door, Closed it, Opened it, closed it, then proceeded into the kitchen.And it wasn't Marty nor I. So just who was this creating all this noise in the night? Naturally they both were a bit freaked out when they found out it wasn't us.So last night, just before bed, i sat a digi recorder in the hallway and one in the kitchen. I have yet to listen to them. But if i have anything, i will be sure to share. :)

Last night, i was plagued with the most horrible nightmares.They are still playing over in my head. Each time i would wake up during the night, I would have that childhood terror feeling.( I so hate that feeling!) Anyway, it has left me feeling really drained today.

A strange awakening

Last night was utterly ordinary. Nothing strange at all.Marty and I went to bed around ten and watched a bit of TV. We turned the TV off around eleven and settled in for sleep. At precisely 12:05, I was awakened by someone standing behind me and shaking my arm.I opened my eyes and looked over my shoulder, expecting to see one of the kids. But no one was there! And this thing had been shaking me hard enough to shake the bed.Once I realized what had just happened, my first reaction was to dive for Marty's side of the bed while loudly whispering Marty! Marty! Of course, he was sound asleep. So were the two dogs at the foot of the bed. Was I dreaming? Nope! No way! I could still feel the hand on my arm!! I curled up beside Marty. Wait! Not happening! My back is now to the door, and that is one high level of creep factor I have going on. So I turn over, put my back to Marty and snuggle in.I lay there thinking about what had just happened.........If this thing can actually shake me awake, what else can it do?. OK. I'm awake now......should not be thinking that at all..........going to be a long, long night.

Unseen guest

I haven't updated. Lately, my graphics Blogs seem to need all of my time around the Holidays. But just because I haven't posted, doesn't mean it has been quite around here.

A couple of nights ago, at 3:33 to be exact. Our female pit woke me up standing at the foot of my bed and growling furiously.She was looking out the bedroom door. And apparently, she saw something I couldn't. I lay in the dark and listened, the house was totally silent, except for her.It took a bit, but I finally got her calmed down.She lay down beside me with the hair on her back still raised, and her ears laid back on her head.I could feel her whole body trembling against me.I finally pulled the cover over both of us and drifted off to sleep as her trembling ceased.(The funny part, her chaos didn't wake anyone else in the house.)

This morning, My son and I were sitting in the kitchen, when we heard the front door open. We both listened to the handle being opened.It has a very distinct sound as it has to be pushed in.We looked at each other. I got up and walked over to the door. And it was standing open about six inches.There was no one there, of course. I just closed the door and sat back down.(My mom has taught me to never say, "come on in" when the door opens by itself.She says in doing this, you don't know exactly what you're inviting into your home........

Flying objects?

Marty and I were sitting at our computer desks, each lost in our work. The house is totally silent. When all of a sudden, our bedroom oil lamp crashes to the floor, and our Boston runs from the room terrified!
We both jump up to go see, and my oil lamp didn't just fall. It was hurled about three feet away, against a wall. I picked up the light and checked for broken pieces as Marty got some cleaner for the oil that was now running down my wall. Neither of us spoke, other than Marty asking me if the lamp was broken.(It wasn't.) So we cleaned up, and both went back to our computers. Is this normal? This is everyday life for us. And just tonight, I realized how unemotional we are when something like this occurs.It was just bizarre, to "step outside" for a moment, and notice that this is actually our lives now.............(Not sure how I feel about that.)