Who Blew The Candle Out?

I know I am not supposed to be sleeping with candles on at night however I have recently started to sleep with one candle on. I still cannot sleep in darkness and the lamp is too bright for me. I don't light any candles I get the scented ones. Pink - rose- Red - Autumn. I have a beautiful Rose Quartz candleholder, which I have placed on the windowsill. It is amazing how it lights the bedroom up making it cosy, calm. It is very deep, making it very safe to have a candle in it burning all night. The shadows of certain objects in the bedroom look out of this world especially my gemstone tree.

Sunday 21st December 2008, 930pm I thought I would call it a night. I had work the next day. I placed a tea light candle in my candleholder, got the bed ready, made sure all windows were closed, lights off, front door chained. My cat had already made himself comfortable on the end of the bed. I put the radio on, which helps drown out any noises that scare the living daylights out of me or shall I say scare the nightlights out of me (hihihiiihi).

I always lie on my side, facing the window, but recently since covering the window (I do not have curtains only nets) I have been turning my back to the window and lying in the middle of the bed, making sure I can see the cat-my Guardian.

I was lying in bed, listening to the radio playing George Michael's Last Christmas when the candle flame started to flicker. I could see the shadows moving as the flame flickered. I turned around, and looked at the candleholder. I watched the flame flicker and wondered where the draft was coming from.

I lay there staring at the flame, then the shadows examining the way the shadows were moving and changing shape with each flicker of the candle. The flame flickered quite aggressively. I lay in my bed thinking, "have I shut the bedroom window?" kind of retracting on everything I had done before I went to bed.

I got up and moved the candleholder; how that would make the flame stop flickering I don't know, but it worked, the flame stopped flickering and once again all the shadows were still and looking pretty on the walls and ceiling.

That familiar feeling had returned, the uneasy feeling, that someone was there in the bedroom with me, but this time I was unsure of whether it was a male or female. I slowly looked around the bedroom, scanning every corner; I looked at the window and then at the candle. I looked at the candle burning calmly turned to look at my cat then slowly lay back down with my back to the window.

I do not know what time I feel asleep, there were no dreams, but I was awoken by a gust of ice-cold wind blowing on to my face and shoulders and arms. (This ice coldness is not something I have experienced before). I could feel, not hear, a voice saying, "Wake up, your candle is being blown out, put the lamp on".

I opened my eyes. As quickly as I opened my eyes she disappeared, the candle went out, I very quickly put the lamp on as I did this, turned to watch the candle go out.

I have not seen her since my Aunt passed away-my story: The Woman Sitting On My Bed.

The candles I burn usually burn all night, and when I checked in the morning there was more than to burn. I know I was not dreaming because the lamp was on when I woke up in the morning.

I will attach a picture of my rose quartz candleholder for you all to see.