Airborn objects?

Yesterday was a very normal day.Nothing happened that WE would call unusual.

Marty and I went to bed about midnight. The house had been freezing all day. So being under the covers was a very welcome treat for me. We watched TV for about an hour. Then went to sleep.A bit later I woke up to find Marty's water bottle in the bed with us. One of us must have bumped it off the headboard. I went back to sleep.Shortly after that our Boston woke me up getting down off the bed. I thought I had heard something just before that but wasn't really sure if I heard it or dreamed it. I dozed back off. Then I was smacked in the forehead with something hard!Which is really a shock when you are sleeping. I reach above my pillow to retrieve the flying object and sat up to turn the light on. Adjusting my eyes to the bright light, I realized I was holding a box of Tylenol sinus that had also been on the headboard earlier that night.My words were WTF? I looked over at Marty who was sound asleep. That was it. I had to get up. I sleepily walked into the dining room. My DIL was sitting at the computer, so I sat down across from her and helped myself to a cigarette. I told her what had just happened and why I was up. She informed me that she had been listening to the noises from our room for quite a while. We talked for a bit, then I decided to return to bed and turn the TV back on. At least that would give me some light. I was really starting to get creeped out. I got up to head back into the bedroom, and just in the doorway lay a stuffed dog that my father had given me.I was totally blown away to see it laying here just inside my bedroom door. This was always kept put away. It is a very special item to me. And to know that it had been thrown from my bedroom really shook me up. I entered the room and turned the TV back on. I crawled back into bed and was going to wake Marty and tell him what was happening. As I looked over at him, he was just removing my bra from his head.Handing it to me, he says, "I really don't need this." Now that made me giggle a bit. My bra had been hanging over by the bedroom door. Before it decided to fly across the room and attack Marty. I was a bit creeped out by this whole experience. And I left the TV on, just so the light would help me fall asleep. The rest of the night was pretty quiet on our end of the house.

Strange Sleep

Last Night after Marty and I went to bed, the dogs started barking like crazy. I lay awake until just after two thirty listening to them. (And plotting their murders in my mind. LOL) I finally drifted off around three. About four thirty I woke up to Marty behind me, on my side of the bed. My little female pit was around my feet. (She usually sleeps behind my back.) I assumed Marty had just gotten back into my side of the bed from a nightly trip to the bathroom or kitchen. So I slid forward to give him some room. And I bumped into Marty! A shock ran through my body! If Marty was in front of me, who was in bed behind me?!I lay there to scared to move for a moment. Then I felt Amy get up from my feet, and walk back up to her spot behind my back and lay down.Whatever had been there was now gone.I lay there a few minutes thinking about what had just happened. Then decided it was time to head to the bathroom myself. I was just starting through the dining room on my way back to bed when I heard the footsteps coming up the hall toward me. And it was coming fast! I practically dove into the bedroom! Then I listened to my son open the refrigerator. Was I ever relieved!! LOL!! He was the one I had heard in the hall. What a night! I still have no clue though as to what was in bed with me.
But I do know that this time, My husband was the one to wake up with his pajamas on inside out! That was quite a nice change. He was a bit perplexed. But now he knows exactly what has been happening to me.

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.