To start my story I must give you some background information. I am a divorced mom of four children, three girls and one boy. After my second marriage me and my children moved in my new husband's home in a small rural area in Texas. His home was a new build over a creek bed on an old stagecoach trail in the 1800's. The home was built some 18 years ago and he has been the only owner. While during some landscaping I dug up some beautiful small river rocks which I brought inside my home, washed and used them as decor in a glass vase. I only mention this because I saw a psychic and she asked if I had brought anything new into my home lately and this had been the only thing. She told me that I had a spirit who was a young boy who lost his mother figure near a body of water and was looking for her. I prayed about him that he would tell me his name and that night I had a dream where I was following a small boy of eight years old or so and was calling out the name Shane. Until this point, I called him little one when I spoke to him.
After this incident, things began to happen such as the television would turn on during the night by itself on a gospel station with music. Also during the Christmas holidays my musical decorations would start playing during the night to where I finally had to unplug them. My oldest daughter invited her boyfriend to sleep on our couch and he was using a floor fan because it was summer. During the night the fan would turn off and he would say turn the fan back on, so the fan would turn on for a second, then turn back off. This went on for a while before he got angry and said just leave it off then. In the morning when I woke up he told me the fan was broken but the fan was set to high but was not moving. I turned it to off and back to high and it worked.
One night after midnight I was standing in the hallway talking to my family in the living room when what I thought was my eight year old son ran past me into the kitchen. I called his name to see what he was doing in the kitchen and he said he was not in the kitchen but in his room. There is no way he could have run past me again without my knowledge. He always wore white undershirts to bed and what ran past me was wearing white.
I would wake up at 12:22 some nights and would hear crying but all my kids would be asleep. Some nights I would hear Momma being called out but again all my kids would be sleeping. I have not really experienced any pranks, sometimes I will feel as if someone has touched my back but I am all alone. Once when I was painting my kitchen bending over to get more paint on my roller, someone brushed the hair out of my eyes but again I was alone.
My middle daughter woke me up during the night to tell me that her blankets would not stay down, they kept rising and she was angry. She said it was like someone was trying to get into bed with her and she was fighting for the covers. I politely but sterning told my little one that was not nice and to stop and he did.
We had a hurricane come through our area and a large oak tree top fell on my home. I was in the room that it fell into at the time and suffered minor cuts and scratches but the amazing thing was my son was in his room when he heard the commotion. He tried to come out of his room but someone was blocking the door, he assumed it was his younger sister so he pushed her out of the way only to find out later she was still asleep in her room.
My youngest was wearing a cross necklace when she went to sleep but in the morning it was nowhere to be found. I told Shane that it was not nice to take things that did not belong to him and the next day it was right in front of my daughter's bedroom door where it had not been before. The same thing happens to my husband at least twice a month but we always find it in the bed.
My middle daughter wears a heart necklace and the heart pendant will be on the floor but the chain is still clasped. He enjoys his pranks and I think he enjoys being in our family.
I hope you do not think I am crazy because I experienced this, I would not have believed it either if it hadn't happened to me. There are many other instances, this is just a few and you should see how he can move small balls all around our home. I just want people to know that not every spirit is bad; our little guy is just as welcome here as my own children are. Family and friends have asked why I don't make him leave but he is just a little boy and he is no threat to us. I kind of like the idea that he has adopted us and I have told him he can stay as long as he likes.
I hope you have enjoyed my story, I have never written about this before.