| Things that go bump in the night |
| I've had a few contacts. My first was when I was 6 or 7 years old. My mom and I lived in this really old apt bldg. I was sound asleep and I woke up with this horrible feeling that something was in the room with me. I jumped out of bed and ran through the kitchen, living room and into my mom's room and jumped in bed with her. Along the way, "things" were grabbing at my feet and I was trying to scream but nothing would come out. My second "set" was around the same age. My mom and I were staying at her friends house. Mom and the lady were playing cards with the lady's sisters. They sent us kids to bed. I don't know how long I slept, but I awoke with the same feeling as before, but it was much stronger. I was paralized with fear, I couldn't move a muscle. I was screaming in my head but it wouldn't come out! I kept telling it (in my head of course) to go away. It finally did and I ran out of the room crying after some time had passed. This happened a few times at my grandmothers house as well. My fifth (?) was when I was 17 a week before my Sr trip. I was asleep and felt like someone was standing over me, I opened my eyes and there was three columns of light about 3 feet away from me. They were positioned as bowling pins. I "knew" that the one in the front was my mother and the one to her left was my grandfather. I don't know who the one to her right was...maybe her grandmother. Although I couldn't SEE their faces with my eyes, I could see them in my mind...and I knew this as it was happening, and I made a note to myself that it was weird...lol. In my mind I saw my mother smiling at me. I just layed there and smiled back. They only stayed about 5 minutes. The next morning I told my grandmother about it and she said that she had been visited as well!! And that my mom told her to stop crying for them because it was making them sad. My sixth was when I was 19. I had moved out of the dorm and into my first apartment, that is where I first encountered "Charlie", he LOVED moving stuff around. Charlie has been with me along time....but he is not as active since I have a family. My seventh was when I was 23. I was living on the 2nd & 3rd floor of a house. My kitchen/bedroom/bath were on the 2nd floor,the stairs to the attic were part of my apartment as well. It was beautiful up there. All wood walls and beams, very open, odd shaped ceiling areas. I LOVED that apt, but after what happened I moved out within a couple of weeks. Here is what happened: I had to do my laundry in the basement, now, I've never been afraid of basements. I was down there alone putting a load into the washer when all of a sudden I heard someone say my name. It was only said once and it was said in not so nice tone. It was a male voice, and kind of echoy. The hair literaly stood up on the back of my neck and a chill went down my spine...those things really do happen! Needless to say, I booked it back up the stairs and called my boyfriend to come over. I don't remember ever being so frightened! Since that event when I was 23 I haven't had any negative experiences, unless you count being aggrivated at Charlie...or the gnomes!!! :D I've had several "Charlie" experiences, just him hiding stuff, moving it around. I have only had 3 experiences with him in the past 3 years I've been here...don't know why he isn't as active with the family here. |
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