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| A New Beginning? |
| When we first moved into our new home, I had the feeling that we would be really happy here and it would be a new beginning for us and our son. We had just moved out of a bad experience with a roommate and were trying to start anew. The first night that we stayed here, our bed wasn't set up yet so we all slept on the hide-a-bed in the living room. All in all it was a good night. After we had lived here about a month or so, my health had declined so badly that I had started sleeping on the hide-a-bed instead of in the bedroom with my wife. I just for some ungodly reason could not get any sleep in there, so I started sleeping in the living room. We weren't having any problems, my wife and I, and she is extremely understanding with my strange nuances because I have been in poor health almost all of my life, so she was cool with our sleeping arrangement. I started noticing when I would wake up in the middle of the night there would be a man standing in the kitchen. Not necessarily a menacing figure, just a guy in my kitchen, standing and watching me sleep. Needless to say this is not a cool thing to see when you are the only "living" adult male in the home and I turned on the lights just to see him vanish before the light could shine on him. This happened almost every night and I got used to it, but sheepishly began sleeping with the television turned on. I used to work midnights and my wife does now, so we're pretty much night-owls. I began to notice that around 3:30 or 4 in the morning that the front door would make a popping noise and a funky motion line like the shadow of a small child would run across the room. Not a full-fledged shadow mind you, just like the back of the butt part and the back shoulders and the top of the head. The man in the kitchen has become more active as well. When I'm watching television or playing a video game in the living room, I'll see him out of the corner of my eye walk across the kitchen or standing at the sink watching me, and it cannot simply be dismissed, it happens all the time. I feel no threat or bad feelings about this place though as I have in others, so, aside from the occasional "willies" I'll live with it . . . We have also discovered that there is a woman or teenage girl in our house as well. She has screamed at me to wake up in the middle of the night and has been seen crouching next to the side of our bed from time to time. My wife has seen the little boy and the man, and has been in bed with me when the girl shook it violently. I've had health problems all my life, seizures and stuff, and since an early age have been "gifted" with a rather high IQ, so much of what I can and do experience I kind of attribute to the above. I've never had anyone investigate as such, but have sought out answers from so called "paranormalists" that have told me I possibly need to bring in some sort of priest, preacher, pastor, what have you, to try and "clear" my house. My Dad is an ordained Minister. Me? Organized religion drives me nuts. Too much of a fashion show, hypocrisy, and gossip fest. I personally feel church is just a building and faith and belief in whatever higher power you choose is a personal thing. Your faith is in your mind and your heart; you need not go to some man-made structure to access these. The other two places we lived, my Great Grandma's old house and the place we moved into from there, whatever was in these two places felt VERY bad. The presences in our home now, however, don't feel threatening at all. They are actually kind of a quirky addition to our family unit in a way. My son, who is about to turn six, talks about playing with the "Disappeared Boy" and "Disappeared Girl" . . . one day, I got out our vacuum to clean the living room carpet and as I walked over to the outlet to plug it in, it made this loud thud-crack kind of noise. My son told me the "Disappeared Man" kicked it because he (the "Disappeared Man) doesn't like the vacuum. I went over and looked at it, it didn't look like anything was wrong with it, so I plugged it in. It wouldn't work. I changed outlets. It wouldn't work. I could never get it to work again. We had to buy a new one. The "Disappeared Boy"(as my son calls him) in my house has an affinity for playing with my son's toys. He has a little laptop spelling and games toy in his room. As I walked into the front bathroom one day, which is off to the side of his bedroom door, the laptop turned on and started making noise. I picked it up out of the floor, opened it up, turned it off and set it back down. I turned to go to the bathroom and as I did the laptop turned back on and started making noises again. He also has a talking action figure, it says "Hey!" and some other stuff. We can be sitting in here in the living room and it will yell, from the other room, "Hey!", then wait a little bit, then "Hey!", then wait a bit more, then, "Have a nice day." He also has a talking Tommy Pickles doll from Rugrats that used to sit on top of a toy box we had for him in OUR bedroom. It would randomly in the middle of the night spout out phrases like "Hey, wanna play?" or "Let's play some more" followed by "See ya later!" I couldn't handle that, so I put the thing in the closet where it still talks every now and then, it's just not so loud and I don't have to look at it. This stuff really doesn't bother me that much most of the time. When the doll stuff was going on and I lived in my Great Grandmother's old house, I didn't sleep unless I was totally exhausted, I couldn't. I spent many nights driving around or at friends� houses. I'm not trying to brag or anything, but my Mother seems to think that my health problems and my high IQ make me more "sensitive" to this stuff. They say most infants can "see" spirits, but as they grow older they simply lose or "ignore" the ability to do so. Could it be possible because of my almost dying on several occasions due to seizures and a drowning incident when I was six or seven, along with my higher intellect, that I didn't lose this ability or hide it all away like most people? Now I'm not like "I see dead people" and stuff like that . . . I just happen to bump into these lovely beings more often than not. I would also like to point out, I do see these things more often than those around me, but they tend to experience things as well because this phenomena is somewhat drawn to me. Something funny happened recently. The kid that lives across the way from us, his dad had to go to a specialist for a doctor's appointment, so he asked me to watch his son while he was gone. I was like, "Sure," so when his dad left he came over and played video games for a while. We were sitting here in the living room playing, I think it was NHL Hitz, anyway, we were playing and that little figure that talks was lying in the floor a little ways across the room from him . . . and it goes, "Hey!......Hey!" he paused the game and was like, "What was that?" I said, "It was just the ghost boy playing with Logan's toys, don't worry about it it's nothing." Logan(my six-year-old) piped up and corrected me saying, "He's not a ghost daddy, he's just a 'Dissed- appeared Boy'!" I was all like, "Ok, sorry, the 'Disappeared Boy' was playing with his toys, and like I said, it's nothing." I told Ryan(the kid from across the way)about the boy and the teen girl and the middle-aged man spirits and he got all freaked out and didn't wanna' be here anymore so we went outside for the rest of the time he was here. Even today I saw him outside and he said, "Man, I can't believe you got ghosts in your house, how can you stand that?" and like always when someone asks that, I just laugh and tell them, "Its ok, it doesn't bother us that bad." |