In the last part of my last story, I was talking about the bread being moved and the feeling of not being alone, just to sum it up.
Has anyone ever noticed that sometimes when you shut a door, one or two throughout the house would shut too? Well, I had noticed that when you would open the front door, my master bedroom would shut. And I have to also mention I'm a little OCD about my doors through the house being shut at all times.
The first time I really noticed, I came home one night after playing softball. My girlfriend and her boy were at her mom's visiting, waiting on me to get home. I opened up the front door and heard two doors shut, which I automatically knew one was my bedroom but wasn't for sure why I heard the other. I shut the door and flipped on some lights and proceeded to search the house. My search came up empty, nothing to see but the feeling of being watched was a lot stronger, so I shook it off like usual and took a shower. I got out of the shower and came out of my room and started down the hall. I walked past my daughter's room and as I passed her door, it popped open. I stopped and turned around and saw that the door was open now. I kind of stood there just staring at it and then I heard my girlfriend come in so turned and walked to the living room.
As I stood there at the end of the hall that connects to the living room, my girlfriend asked what I was doing. I said nothing, told her I was fixing to go to bed, gave her a kiss and headed back to my bedroom. As I walked down the hall, I noticed my daughter's door was closed again. As I stood there looking at it, my girlfriend came down the hall with her little one and asked me what was wrong. I looked at her and said, "Nothing. I hope" and proceeded to bed.
Now just so you know, we have been living here for almost 3 to 4 months. That night I laid down and went to sleep before she came to bed. I'm not for sure what time it was, but I heard something that kind of woke me up. I listened for a while and and then I heard this crazy loud banging on my wall on the other side of my garage. I sat straight up in bed and as I did, my girlfriend woke up and asked me what was going on. I stood up and told her to grab the phone and get ready to call the cops because I think someone is in the garage.
I marched down the hall to the garage and, ready to kick the crap out of someone, I opened up the door to the garage and flipped on the light to find nothing, absolutely nothing. I shook my head and thought to myself was I dreaming. I headed back to my room, my girlfriend was still sitting there waiting on me. I laid down. She asked me what was going on. I told her I really wasn't for sure, and then no sooner than I shut my eyes there it was again. This time you actually heard stuff being moved around. So this time she got up with me and we both went to the garage, and yet again found nothing. We went back to bed and finally back to sleep.
I came home from work the next day to find out that my girlfriend didn't go to work due to Eli, her son, not getting any sleep. He said that the cowboy kept looking at him all night. I asked, "What cowboy?" He pointed to his window and said he looked at him through his window all night. Now the strange thing was that I had an 8 foot privacy fence that, even with me being athletic, I could barely get over it. I checked outside around the house and window but didn't reveal any footprints or any signs of someone being there. I came back in and sat down on the couch. I noticed that Eli wasn't playing or anything, just sitting on the couch. Now mind you, he is 3 so should be very active. Nope, not at all. The boy wouldn't get off the couch. He just sat there in his own world.
I got up and started down the hall to take a shower and clean up. That's when I noticed the pictures were all messed up (pictures>) | | | | | Now this is what the pictures were supposed to look like, all five straight up and down but they didn't. They looked like this/ / | \ \ (pictures).
I didn't think about it, I just fixed them. I took a shower and came back down the hall only to find that the pictures were moved again. I asked my girlfriend if she had been messing with me, she said no. I fixed them again and went to the living room.
We watched a little TV, put her son to bed then shortly later we got ready for bed. On our way down the hall, we noticed the pictures were turned again. We looked at each other and I just shook my head.
The next day I came home before her and decided I would try to just debunk some things, so I turned on the AC and guess what? Nothing. Not one pic moved. I did this several times, so I decided to slam some doors and still nothing. I decided that I was just going to have to live with the fact that I have something or someone else living with me in my house.
I picked up my daughter for the weekend. I get her every Friday night. We play and have a blast just getting to see each other. I get her ready for bed and kiss her goodnight and fast asleep she went. Next morning she just didn't act like herself, real quiet and just kind of kept to herself. So I asked her what was wrong. She looked at me and said the pirate kept her up all night and she couldn't go to sleep because he was scary. And Eli was his normal quiet self, sitting alone on the couch while she played in her room with her toys. Eli told me that the cowboy just sits there every night and watches him. So me, being concerned, I put tin foil up on the window to see if that would help. It seemed to calm him a little bit but only long enough for him to go get his toys to bring them to the living room.
My first encounter with the shadow wasn't just my first, but my best friend Jeremy's too. A figure moved from one room to another just like someone walking fast. We got up to investigate what we had saw. I walked to the Eli's room and looked around but found nothing. Jeremy looked at me and said, "Wow, you wasn't joking." I laughed and said, "Nope, not at all."
I walked out of the room and Jeremy looked at my daughter's room and knowing how I am with my doors, walked to it. "Did you leave this open?" he asked as he turned his head and looked at me. I told him no. He turned back to the door and as he did, the door shut. He made a few fast steps backwards and let out a few cuss words. I laughed again and headed to the door and yet again found nothing but toys and a empty room.
To be continued.