Hey guys and girls.
My last post was about strange things that have happened to me, so here are a couple more that I think are weird. I do need to give a bit of background first, which may be boring, I'm not sure... If it is then I am really sorry. I feel I need to explain how bad the situation was and how close to the edge I was pushed in order for you to understand why I did something so stupid.
In February last year, my boyfriend and I were renting a 3 bedroom apartment in Essex (England). It was horrible, the carpet was threadbare, there were copper pipes hanging out of the walls, it was filthy from the last people who had lived there and had somehow managed to get grime on every surface in the place and the garden was a tangled mess. Unfortunately, it was all we could afford for the moment as my boyfriend wasn't working and the landlord was a distant family friend of my boyfriend's dad. The flat was horrible, but we did what we could with the place and we never saw or heard from the landlord for the entire 11 months we lived there, so we thought it was an ok situation.
My boyfriend has been friends with this couple who are my age for 3 years. I have never had much to do with them because I know they are heavily into cannabis, cocaine and various pills. The guy is one of my boyfriend's best friends however, so when he said the couple were coming to the end of the lease on their flat and had asked him if they could stay with us for a few days (with their cat) until they arranged somewhere else, I said OK, providing there would be no drugs in my home. We also took in my boyfriend's father's old Labrador for a while because he was in hospital.
Well, a few days turned into 9 months. The couple kept saying they didn't have enough money to move out (when they each earned more money than me and I was managing to support myself and my boyfriend on one wage) and only paying me a quarter of the rent each month and a quarter of the bills. Whenever I asked them why they couldn't pay their half, they told me they didn't have enough money. They would leave a week's worth of washing up in the kitchen and not do it until Sunday night, they began to ignore the 'no drugs' rule, and I would come home to find them stoned on my sofa almost every night. I complained to my boyfriend, who said he would talk to them. It got worse. I was working shifts at the time, and would come home sometimes at 3am on a Tuesday night to find the pair of them out of their tree on whatever it is they had decided to take. I decided enough was enough.
I looked online, and found an easy spell which is supposed to help get rid of an unwanted visitor. You light a green candle, write their name 3 times on a brown piece of paper, then cross each one out whilst saying "I banish you from my home, I banish you from my life" each time. Then you tear the paper up into small pieces and get it carried away from your home by water. I did this with both their names and flushed the pieces down the toilet. That's when things started to change for the worse.
The dog, who had never really done anything other than sleep, would suddenly bark at nothing in the middle of the night. One night I got out of bed to see what was bothering her, and she was frozen in the front room, staring into a corner of the room at nothing, but her ears were pricked up and her hackles were raised, she was very tense. I gently tugged on her collar until she eventually dragged her gaze away and followed me into the bedroom. I initially dismissed this as nothing, but it started to happen more frequently and always in the front room, but at different spots on the wall or ceiling. The couple changed as well. The girl became more malicious. She would make comments about my weight (I'm normal size by the way) and call me fat out of nowhere. She'd make remarks about my boyfriend's ex-girlfriends and lovers, saying she imagined they were much prettier and slimmer than me! I started coming home from work to find people I didn't know in my living room or sleeping on my couch when I hadn't been consulted. The dog wouldn't sit near her or be petted by her, which was very odd because the dog was so loving and friendly with everyone else, even strangers and other animals. The girl's own cat started to be skittish; it would suddenly streak out of the room and hide behind the washing machine in the kitchen, and wouldn't sit on her lap anymore. The girl would act inappropriately around my boyfriend, sitting on his lap, draping her arm over him, smacking his bum etc. I asked him about it and he said "she only does it when you're here, I don't get it." Whenever she did he would jokingly extract himself saying something like "hands off missy, I'm spoken for" etc.
The girl was out after work one Friday night with her colleagues, and my boyfriend was out with her fellow. My friend came round and over a couple of glasses of wine I told her everything. She said we should have a snoop in the girl's room to see if there were any clues as to why she was such a b*tch. We all had a rule that bedrooms were private, but by this point I didn't care. We went into the couple's room, and the stench was vile. There was a cat litter tray that hadn't been cleaned in weeks, and there were flies buzzing around the window and dead around the room. We were freaked out and left without looking through anything. I honestly couldn't stand the smell!
That night, I got up to go to the toilet in the early hours of the morning, and didn't hear anyone walking around. When I opened the bathroom door, she was just stood there in the dark hall, smiling at me. I didn't say anything, just pushed past and walked down the hall to my room. I turned to close the door and she was still stood in the same place, still with that weird smile. I felt really freaked out and had tears in my eyes, I woke my boyfriend up and he went to the door and looked, but she was gone. I didn't sleep that night.
When the couple weren't in the house, I would sometimes watch TV in the living room, one afternoon I was home on my own, and I suddenly felt very uneasy, and cold. The dog started whimpering and staring at the wall, then barked. I stared too to try and see what she was seeing, but there was nothing. I asked her what was wrong but she wouldn't look at me. I started to feel tingling in the palms of my hands and soles of my feet. I grabbed her collar and pulled her with me into my bedroom, and slammed the door. I threw the duvet over us both and phoned my boyfriend to come home now, I was so terrified that he humoured me. I felt intimidated in my own home; I would come home from work and go straight to my room. I began to eat my meals in my room too and spend a lot more time round at my parents place or with my brother and his wife, who lived nearby. I felt truly miserable, and I was sure that the stupid spell I had done had made the problem worse.
One afternoon, I was in my room reading, my boyfriend was down in the manky garden pegging out our washing. It was just us two and my door was open. My rabbits were living in an indoor hutch in our room as the garden was so full of nettles, and they were grazing and grooming each other. They are pretty chilled out and used to the dog and cat. I heard this massive CRASH from the end of the bed, and looked up to see them flying around their cage in terror, then I nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw the girl stood in my doorway, still in her work clothes and with that creepy smile on her face. I hadn't heard the front door open or her come up the stairs. The rabbits were cowering under the ledge in their hutch and I could see their eyes were wide with terror. I tried to act like she hadn't frightened me and said "What? What do you want? You scared my bunnies." She just tilted her head and smiled wider. The rabbits were thumping their back legs on the bottom of their cage (the signal for danger) furiously, and I wanted to move to comfort them, more than anything I wanted to scream for my boyfriend, but she was still staring at me and I felt like I couldn't move. I swallowed hard and it took all my resolve to open my mouth. I shouted "WHAT is your PROBLEM? I haven't done ANYTHING to you!" she just didn't say anything which terrified me even more, and I screamed out the window for my boyfriend. She chuckled and I heard her mutter something like "Yeah, like he can help you." and she lazily turned and strolled down the hall. My boyfriend came rushing in and found me a sobbing wreck. I told him I wanted her out of my home NOW.
I texted my friend and told her what had happened. She told me that putting salt in a person's shoes was guaranteed to make them leave. You'd think I'd have learned the first time about the havoc these little spells can cause, obviously not. That night, before I went to bed I said I was just taking the dog outside for a quick wee, I swiped a pair of his trainers that were left in the porch and I took her work shoes. I took the salt out of my pocket and sprinkled a good pinch into each shoe, whilst whispering "get out of my home enemy" and concentrating as hard as I could on mental images of them packing their belongings up and driving away in a van, just like my friend had told me to. I replaced the shoes and called the dog back in, and went to bed feeling a little happier. I told my mum what I had done the next day and she looked worried.
Three days later, the landlord paid an unannounced visit for the first time ever. He said he had not agreed to the couple living there (which was a lie), and that we were subletting and all had to leave immediately with no notice given. I was glad to be shot of the place to be honest. My boyfriend and I went to stay with my parents until we found our new home in North London, which is lovely. My mum said to me "It was the salt in the shoes. Be careful what you wish for sweetheart because anything you do can come back to bite you on the bum."
The couple moved into an expensive flat not far from our new home, so all the bullcrap about not having enough money to pay the cheaper rent on our last place was lies. Since we moved I haven't seen or spoken to the couple. My boyfriend sees the guy once a week for a drink, I told him we needed the girl out of our lives because of the strange and scary vibes she seemed to give off. He hasn't seen her for a year.
I have another strange thing that occurred the night before last to do with this girl, but I'll leave that for another post. Thanks for reading, and I'm sorry it ended up so long. I couldn't stop once I got started.