Is Anyone There
by Bryan. Doe
(c) 1999-2000 Mister Doe's Invisible Girl Files. All rights reserved.
One day I was relaxing in an easy chair watching television when someone yells out from the next room, "Look out! Here she comes!" I don't know who; in my dreams there is always at least one phantom family member around. Anyway, right after that, I see him flip through the air as if someone had thrown him, though I could see all around him and there wasn't anyone there to have thrown him.
I was a little shaken up by whatever was going on, so I turned off the TV and walked into an unlit room a little farther away from "her," intending to stay there until I know she was gone. After a while, though, I didn't hear anything going on so I returned to the room.
The television was on again when I returned. I thought that was odd, since I knew for a fact I had turned it off before I left the room and I didn't hear anyone in the room while I was out. Other than that, though, nothing else in the room seemed out of the ordinary, so I sat down again in my chair. While I was looking around, I heard a squeak from the ottoman just to the left of my chair. I also saw the cushion sink slightly, but there wasn't anyone visible in the chair.
In disbelief I moved my hand out over the ottoman. I didn't actually feel anything, but at the same time my hand did meet some resistance, as if the air over the chair was somehow "heavier" than normal. I also felt a slight movement of air, like maybe someone breathing.
I moved my hand back to the arm of my chair, after which the ottoman cushion rose slightly, as if the weight had risen from it. Then the unseen weight settled in my lap!
Again, it didn't really feel like a person there. It didn't have much mass, but there was definitely more than the usual air resistance. I put one hand on each side, about as far apart as if there was an actual woman in my lap. At that point whatever-it-was slid backwards a little. I put my arms back on the armrest, not sure if I should dare move again before whatever was about to happen actually occurred. Then... I felt something like soft hands caressing my hands, and hair brushing against my face.
When I tried to figure out what was going on, though, I WOKE UP!