My Daughter's Scare

One Friday morning last September as was normal, I sent my daughter a text to make sure she was up for work. Jerrica said she was and told me she got scared when she came home the previous night. She said something in our house scared her. So I walked away from my desk and called her. I asked her to explain what she meant. Jerrica said when she pulled in the driveway at around 1:30 am, she got scared. At that time, we had two full-grown Australian Shepherds. Thinking maybe someone could have been in our backyard, I asked her how the dogs reacted: the dogs were fine. She said it was as she looked at her bedroom windows that she got scared. So I pulled the "mom card" and asked her why she didn't call me from her cell and tell me she was scared so I could come to the door. "I didn't think about it, Mom" she said. "Are you serious?" was my pretty much my reaction.

Just a little bit of background here that may or may not be relevant. My daughter has a friend that I don't like. This friend has tried to commit suicide, doesn't want my daughter to have other friends, and is a chronic depressant who wasn't taking her medication at this time (thank you, Facebook). A few months prior to this, one night when Jerrica came home from this friend's, I literally saw this shadow attached to Jerrica as she came in the door. Jerrica is an empath and when she's around this friend, Jerrica's whole personality changes. She doesn't have to tell me when she's been around her friend, I can feel it as soon as she walks through the door. That night though, I literally saw this shadow, sort of like a mist, around Jerrica. It completely freaked me out.

Anyway, Jerrica told me she felt like there was someone in her bedroom watching her that night when she came home. At first I thought it was just our ghost man, the one my story "My Ghost Who Cussed" is about. I thought maybe she realized he was there and it scared her because she had just watched "The Exorcism of Emily Rose" before coming home. But then I started thinking that all this negativity that Jerrica is bringing home with her when she's around her friend is staying in Jerrica's room. Jerrica leaves her windows, blinds and curtains closed. Doesn't let any sunlight in. She normally always has her bedroom door shut when she's home. So this negativity has nowhere to go. It's the perfect breeding ground.

Our ghost man is not bad at all. I've caught his voice on my DVR several times and I've never felt anything evil in his voice at all. While Jerrica and I were talking about this, Jerrica asked me, "What if our ghost man isn't good at all? What if he's just pretending?" I explained to her that she was going to drive herself crazy thinking that. I also explained to her that I've experienced evil twice in my life and told her about one of the situations. I also explained to Jerrica that if we didn't get this taken care of, get the negativity out of our home, we could end up with a poltergeist.

At lunch time that day, I went to a shop owned by some friends. After explaining the situation, I walked out of the shop with an oil created for Jerrica to wear, protection candles, Sweetgrass, Sage, and Sandalwood incense. When I got home that night, I opened Jerrica's windows, set the DVR to record, lit a protection candle, smudged, and while "sweeping" her room I demanded that any and all negative entities leave my home, that they were not welcome. I said a bit more, but that's the jist of it. When Jerrica got home I smudged her too.

When I first started talking in Jerrica's room, I said something along the lines of "if you didn't mean to scare Jerrica, than that's a little different" because I still believed she just scared herself. After listening to the DVR, when I got to that part, I heard our ghost who cussed say "Roger," which I took to mean he was agreeing with what I said. Kind of like "okay."

The following day, I asked Jerrica how she felt after I smudged her and she said she felt really good. I could see the difference in her. She looked... Brighter is the only way I can describe her. Jerrica and I had a long discussion about her room and the fact that I don't think there was anything negative in her room. I think that because she knows we have our ghost man (even though she doesn't want to acknowledge him), and she watched a scary movie before driving home late that night, she just scared herself.

There are several things that make me think this. One is the fact that our cat Rex aka The Demon Cat From Hell, lives in Jerrica's room. It's his room; he just let's her sleep in there. If there was anything negative in her room at all, Rex would show signs. Instead of pawing to want in the door, he'd be hissing at it and steering clear of it.

Another reason is I felt absolutely nothing when I sat in her room before "sweeping" it. No negativity at all. And when I listened to the DVR, the only voice I heard was our ghost man and there was no malice in his voice. Just the same tone he always speaks in. Just matter of fact.

Something else that might have some bearing on why Jerrica experienced what she did is this. That Thursday night my little boy and I were watching TV. It was really nice outside and we had the windows open. Dalton had asked me something along the lines of did I think our ghosts were gone, or could I see or hear them anymore. I told him I didn't think they had left, that because it was summer and the a/c was on it was too noisy and that maybe we just couldn't hear them. So he muted the TV and said out loud, "Okay ghosts, you can come out. We're not afraid. You can talk to us. You don't have to be afraid." Words to that affect anyway. And then Jerrica came home later that night and felt like someone was watching her. So I'm wondering if that's why our ghost man was in Jerrica's room that night. She's never felt like he was in there before and she's not noticed him since.

He didn't leave, though. Dalton saw him coming out of Jerrica's room a week later. I told him not to tell her. He asked me if it would "freak her out." I laughed and said "yep."