The Three Events

First of all, if you haven't read my other story, "Man in the Bedroom," then you might be a little lost on this story. I had told you in "Man in the Bedroom" that I am a psychic kid.

Well, around Christmas time last year, something paid us a visit. I had gone to bed one night, and had been sleeping deeply, when I awoke for no reason. I hadn't been dreaming or anything! I had the feeling of being watched for the second time in my house now. I didn't feel tired, even though the day before had been very long and tiring. I sat in bed, and just read a book. All the time, feeling like someone was with me, watching my every move. I just ignored it, telling myself I had better get some sleep if I didn't want to be cranky in the morning. I slept ok for the rest of the night.

The next morning, I got up, and went downstairs. My step-dad was already up, as usual. My little brother, sister, and mom were all fast asleep in bed, and our cat was outside. I talked to my step-dad for a minute, said good morning, and started to walk to the kitchen. (We had been near the stairwell, and the library.) Before I could even take two steps, somebody called my name. It had sounded like a kid, and I thought it had been my sister, so I looked up the stairwell (That is where I heard it come from.) and answered, "Yes?" No reply. I thought it was my little sister playing tricks with me, so I went upstairs. I looked in on my sister, and she was...sleeping. So was my mom, and my brother. My sister doesn't usually play tricks on me, and we don't joke about the supernatural. I went back downstairs, and got some breakfast, and went on with my day.

A couple hours later, I was in the car with my mom, sister, and brother. I had not mentioned my experience, because I thought I had been hearing things. I decided it was time to tell her, and I did. She didn't answer me, and I thought she hadn't heard me, so I just let it slide.

That afternoon, she was taking a nap. I was at a friend's house, and so was my sister. My step-dad was at the doctor. My little brother was napping. My mom woke to a loud BANG! It had been our little Chinese gong downstairs in the library. She thought it had been my step-dad coming home, so she went downstairs. He wasn't there, and his car wasn't in the drive-way. This is when she panicked, because she had heard me in the car earlier. She wasn't sure what to say, because my sister had had an experience of her own a couple days earlier. She had now had her own little experience, and she thought to this spirit, "Alright, you mess with my kids, you mess with me, you better get out of this house!" When my little brother (Who can't talk yet by the way) woke up from his afternoon nap, my mom found a prayer, and said it aloud. She banned this spirit from the house, and told it to go to heaven. Apparently it did, because nothing else happened for a couple of weeks...