My story starts almost a year ago today, when we first moved into this house with our newborn son. Our son was only 2 weeks old when we moved into this house, in Ft. Lewis, WA.
At first, I assumed the weird noises (sounds of men whispering, things creaking and groaning) were just me being a paranoid new mom in a new, unfamiliar house. But, the whispers never stopped. I would lay in bed at night next to my husband, and just listen for hours. It always sounded as if it was right outside our door, by our bathroom. Eventually I would just fall asleep listening to it. It didn't exactly 'bother' me, it was just annoying.
Then, I started seeing shadows out of the corner of my eye. I assumed that I was exhausting myself and I just needed some rest. But no amount of rest made them go away. I ALWAYS saw them. But they were only in the hallway, where our 2 bedrooms and bathrooms are. Never anywhere else in the house. Just a flicker and then it was gone.
Suddenly, out of the blue, everything stopped for no apparent reason. I was glad, because I could finally relax. And I didn't feel like I was going crazy all of the time.
And then just as suddenly, about 5 months ago, it started again. Not the whispers or flickers of shadows, but something entirely different.
My husband had just left for deployment and I had a friend and her husband staying with me while they were in-between houses. Everything was fine until one day my friend and I were talking in my bedroom and out of nowhere, we heard very loud banging on the wall in my bedroom that is connected to our bathroom. We both looked at each other and slowly walked to the bathroom... Nothing had been moved or touched and nobody was in there. Later that day, we heard the bathroom cabinet door open and close (it creaks when you open it, and thuds when it is shut). We went to look, and again, nothing appeared out of the ordinary.
This went on for days, and it happened at least 3-4 times a day. Then one day, I was sitting on the bathroom counter doing my make-up, when the loud banging occurred again, but this time, on the opposite side of the wall. The bathroom mirror shook and it literally scared me so bad I almost fell off the counter and peed my pants. I jumped up and ran into my bedroom and asked my friend if she had heard that loud noise. She hadn't heard anything. My heart was pounding and I was afraid to go back by myself, so I had her come with me, we stood in the bathroom doorway holding hands, and together, watched the bathroom cabinet door open very gently, and very slowly, by itself. Needless to say, I ran for the hills and didn't dare go back in for hours. When I finally went back in, the cabinet door was closed. This kind of stuff happened off and on for 2 months straight, every day.
Following that, came the 2 most terrifying moments of my entire life.
The first, I awoke with a startle in the middle of the night (my husband was still deployed) and sat up and for some reason, looked straight at the doorway. There was the figure of a man standing silently in the doorway. He didn't move or make a sound. I sat in my bed and stared at him (his figure more specifically) for what seemed like hours. The next thing I knew, I was waking up again and the sun was up. I don't remember falling asleep again, and I don't remember what happened after just staring at him. But I do know that I was NOT dreaming. I woke up, looked straight at the doorway just as I had the night before, and chills ran down my spine and I had goosebumps that actually hurt. My skin HURT.
The second event, and most terrifying, 2 days after my husband got home from deployment, I was sitting on our bed, playing solitaire on my laptop. It was about 9pm and I had just put our son to bed and my husband was in the computer room, playing his game. I was minding my own business, just relaxing, when again, I had the urge to just look up at our doorway. Standing there, was the same man as before. Silent, un-moving and extremely unnerving. I thought at first that it was my husband trying to play a joke on me and scare me. So I called, "Honey?" about 5 times. After no answer at all, I just sat there, staring. I called my husband's name and the figure dropped down on the floor and CRAWLED on hands and knees over to my bed and in front of it, towards the side of the bed that I was on. The figure's movements were not natural. It was human, yes. But not natural. And it was very jerky. I became terrified and jumped out of my bed and ran and turned the light on. There was NOTHING there.
I'm crying right now re-calling this last event. I have chills and goosebumps.
Anyways, I lay in bed now and constantly watch the doorway and the flickers of shadows are back. And lately, we've been hearing something at night scoot across the floor.
I already said that we live on a military base, so I'm not sure what all we're allowed to do. But my husband believes there's something in the house, as does my aunt and grandmother. I've never been one to believe in ghosts or demons, but I can't ignore it anymore. We need help. And fast.