I have had many, many spiritual or paranormal encounters. Many of my stories are posted to this site, as a matter of fact. For many years, I have been able to keep my home (not my neighbors) but my home fairly peaceful. Now, I am not so sure. There are small occurrences that are making me wonder.
I have three grown children, one who still lives with my husband and I. We also have a dog, a Chesapeake Bay retriever. She is about the size of a Labrador.
Last Monday, I was woken in the middle of the night, I believe at about 3:30 or 4:00 AM by a ticking noise. It was loud and sounded like an old fashioned wind up clock ticking. I got up, looked around, could not figure out where the noise was originating from. I did not wake my husband as he had to be up in an hour or so.
After about 15 minutes the ticking stopped. I chalked it up to a bad dream and lay back down to sleep.
A few hours later my husband woke me up. He sounded excited and perplexed at the same time. He asked me to come down stairs with him. As we walked down the stairs, my chin must have dropped so far that it hit the floor. All of our shoes were arranged in patterns like someone walking in them and stepping right out of them from our front door to about the fifth stair up. They were in pairs and as I said, looked like someone had been wearing them, was walking and stepped right out of them.
The shoes used were mine and my husbands. All of the pairs of shoes except for perhaps one or two pairs had been in the hall closet. The closet door was tightly closed as it had been when we had gone up to bed the night before. None of my son's shoes were used. Before it is considered, my son was not at home. He had gone camping with friends and family to Yellowstone National Park and respecting geography, Yellowstone is no where near my home. Neither of my other children live in Omaha and no one else has our house key.
I assured my husband that it was probably nothing to worry about. As he was in a hurry to leave for work, he took this at my word and headed out the door. After I made sure all of the doors and windows were locked tight, I placed all of the shoes back in the hall closet, called my dog to sit neat me and turned on the idiot box in the front room.
At about 7:00 AM I startled awake sitting in my chair in the front room. The ticking sound was back. I ran upstairs, showered (all the while hearing the ticking), towel dried my hair. I threw some makeup in my bag, put on my scrubs, fed the dog and was out the door.
I returned home that day at about 4:30 PM to find the shoes lined up the way my husband and I had seen them that morning.
I have not had anything happen at home since then. I have had my house blessed once again, burned sage and used salt.
I know this may sound ridiculous, but I have adapted to handling un-explained things when not at home. I can not tolerate things happening at my home. Let's hope this was an isolated incident. Anything further and I will keep you posted.