Update

I had figured that things would get active here the past few days. But it hasn't been anything to overboard. We lost our best dog to cancer last Thursday. We had him put to sleep, and that was very emotional for the whole family.I had imagined it would play on those emotions.But thankfully, it didn't.

I did notice for a few days, that I lost interest in everything around me. And was sort of wondering what to do with myself. I had a really short fuse at this time. I played it off on losing my best friend. But my husband had started to wonder if it hadn't tried to attach itself to me. IDK. I guess we will find out in time, right?

Tonight, we have set up two cameras and two recorders in the back bedroom. I am hoping to finally get this shadow being on camera. Keep your fingers crossed that I have some images to show you in a day or two.

Crash but not broken

All day long today, the whole family has randomly heard loud crashing in other parts of the house. Yet nothing has fallen or moved at all.
It just seems to be a sporadic noise that keeps moving from room to room. It's VERY annoying.

Thanks Guys

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Here we go again.

Last Night as we were all getting ready to go to bed. I went to the refrigerator to get some iced tea. Just as I opened the door on the refrigerator side. A pan of "tater tots" shot out directly at my face! I remember seeing it coming at me, and all I had time to do was close my eyes.They went everywhere! Marty and Cari had been standing in the dining room. Both of them gasped at the same time. And proceeded to ask if I was hurt. No, i wasn't hurt, I was shocked and standing in a big potato mess.The three of us cleaned it up, all of us on our hands and knees jabbering about what had just happened. We finished up, Cari went on to her bedroom, I went down the hall to the bathroom. While in the bathroom, it sounded as if someone had just walked up and kicked the back door! Very hard and very loudly!I stepped out of the bathroom, asking, "who just slammed this door"? Only to meet Cari coming from her room and Marty coming from the kitchen. We had all heard it (No way not to hear it really), And we were all puzzled as to what just did that. Naturally, there was nothing outside.While we were all out back looking for what had made the noise. We had no clue that the lights in the house, we had just turned out for the night, were turning themselves back on.Upon coming back in. We were all pretty shocked. But we just all proceeded to turn out the light once more.After that, we all said our goodnight in the dining room and retired to our own rooms to spend the rest of the night in blissfully quite.

This afternoon, Marty and I decided to lay down and take a nap. Just as I was drifting off, Our female pitbull lept on top of me trembling uncontrollably.I shifted a bit as she was sitting on my ribs. Just as I turned, she dove in between Marty and me. Where the trembling continued for quite a while. Marty nor I either one said anything and proceeded to fall asleep. As we got up from our nap, Cari started to tell us how she had gone to nap in the recliner, and just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard a name spoken in her ear. There is no way Cari could have known how Amy (The PitBull) Had reacted earlier. Marty and I both were a bit puzzled at this.

Unexpected.

I had a bizarre occurrence last night. One that I have never experienced in this house so far.
Everyone was doing their usual nightly things. Guys were playing Xbox as the girls worked on graphics. My female pit bull came to me, needing to go outside. I got up to go let her out. As I walked down our hallway, I decided to peep into the spare bedroom to make sure our other female was in there so as not to have any conflicts.Just as I closed the door to the extra room, I looked to my right to go on down the hall. That's when I saw the dark shadow entirely cover my son's bedroom door. I froze in my tracks. I actually saw this thing move past the doorway from the light of the TV inside the room. The only person in that room was my sleeping grandson. Whom was now laughing and giggling.I was terrified to move further down the hall. I had a feeling like I was being threatened. Like I was not supposed to be there nor was I at all welcome. I had to think about letting the dog out the back door. All I wanted to do was get back into the sunroom with the rest of the family. I made my self-walk forward and let the dog out the back door. I stood and waited for her to come back in. It felt as if I wasn't alone. And it seemed to take forever for that dog to get back in the house. I returned to the sunroom and never said a word about what had just happened. I didn't want to scare my DIL to death before she went to bed. I think tonight I may try slipping a recorder in there.
I don't know what I saw last night. But it was very tall and very black. I know for a fact that we have a shadow person here. But now I'm wondering if maybe we don't have more than one.
I have never experienced that feeling in my home. And I can say, I never want to again.

No end in sight.

I sit here this morning, Pondering all that has happened over the past few years.At times, I would think it was finally ending. Only to have something else happen that would show me, it wasn't gone.I have been back and forth with this so many times. That it feels sort of useless to hope anymore.

Things had been going pretty good. With just the occasional, glimpse of a dark shadow.We continue every night to say the Lords prayer, together as a family. So we assumed, in time, it would dissipate. I was no longer waking up @ 3 am. And was actually starting to sleep through the night again.
Then a few nights ago, My daughter in law and I were working on the computers. My husband and son were in separate rooms playing a duel game on Xbox. All was peaceful. Then my grandson, who had been in bed sleeping for a while. Started to laugh.Not just a giggle. But a laugh as if someone was tickling him. I felt that dread well up in the pit of my stomach. My DIL jumped up to go check on him. The minute she stepped foot in the hallway the laughing stopped.She went ahead and looked in on him. He was sitting up in his bed. And when he saw her, he screamed as if he didn't want her there.And his reaction would have normally been thrilled to see his mom and reaching for her. That sort of unnerved us. But we let it go. And went back to what we were doing.

Now the dogs are once again growling at things we can't see. All their hair will stand up, and they will growl like they are about to attack something. Each time this happens, I wonder, is this it? Is it finally about to reveal itself? Is this going to be what everything has been leading up to? It's an awful feeling.

Yesterday, my DIL and I were cooking dinner.She stated that her hand was burning. She held out her hand for me to see, what appeared to be three scratches appearing on the top of her hand. Being that this has happened to us before. We told it to stop. And went on about our business.
Later in the evening, we were all doing our usual nightly things. My DIL and I were working on the computers, the guys played Xbox, and our grandson was fast asleep. When my pit bull Amy started barking growling and actually lunging toward the hallway.The house had been entirely quite. So her sudden barking scared the crap out of me.My DIL and I got her calmed down.And went back to what we were doing. We started to hear scratching sounds coming from the hallway.We tried to ignore this, and continue working.When my right ankle began to burn as if someone was holding fire close to it. I looked down and saw three red scratches that were just starting to bleed.And again, the scratches from the hallway. Then our grandson starts laughing.And again, just as his mom started to go check on him it stopped.We tried to ignore all of this the best that we could.
As Marty and I lay down for the night to watch TV, we kept hearing scratching coming from the bedroom wall. Again, we ignored it. And tried to get some sleep. I woke up at 3:15...............

Dreams or reality

For the past few days, the dogs have really gone nuts around here. They growl and bark at things we can't see. I have had a feeling like something was up. But couldn't quite put my finger on it.

The night before last, I had a really horrible demonic dream. I woke up terrified. But I didn't tell anyone and passed it off as "just a bad dream." The last night again, a very horrible demonic dream.BUT, this time Marty had an awful dream too, and even fell out of the bed and got hurt. I know, this could very well be a coincidence. But just as our daughter in law lay down to go to sleep last night, she heard a man whisper in her ear. Coincidence? OK, let's say, mistaken sound.

The activity seems to be heating up again. And I have no clue as to why.

Cloudy days

For some reason, cloudy and rainy days seem to be more active. My daughter in law are home alone today.As we sat here quietly working at the computers. My dishes just rattled in the cabinets behind us. Rather loudly i might add. And being behind me didn't help either.Looks like it may be an interesting day.
I will update of any more occurrences.

Hand Prints

Well, we all enjoyed the quiet and calm while we had it.But it looks like it's about to be the same old stuff again.We go to bed at night, and hear things moving in the kitchen.Last night as I lay there waiting for sleep. I was listening to the sounds from the kitchen when I heard distinct footsteps come into our bedroom.The footsteps were quick and light as if a small child were running. The came all the way up to my dresser and stopped. Of course, there was nothing there.

Over the past few days, being a typical mom and housewife. I have been complaining about the hand and fingerprints on my big bathroom mirror. Not the type of mirror that goes over the sink. But a really large mirror that we have on the wall. I will clean it, and in no time there are finger and hand prints on the top of it. I was complaining about this the other day, so my son goes in there to look.Then he says, "Umm, mom, look closer at those handprints." I had just noticed the smudging and hadn't really looked carefully at them. But now that I am looking, I see that these handprints came DOWN on the mirror, as if from the ceiling.No way could anyone have done that.So today I clean it once again, to see if they reappear in that manner.

What now

I had so thought we were winning this war. Now I'm not at all sure.
We are getting more and more activity again. Things moving around in the house after we go to bed. And I have just had this feeling like there is a storm coming. I'm not sure what that means. But I don't like it at all.