Probably, like the other times I've attempted to share, for one hilariously creative and aggravating reason after another, sharing any of my major experiences just won't work.
Amazingly enough the computer came on, the site came up, and the keyboard seems to be working. So, I wonder what he'll do this time. Seriously, this entity does not want me posting anything I've tried to write so far. So I'm going to make this short and sweet, and pick one of my most recent and most minor experiences. Here's to hoping he'll let it slide.
My kids have a play kitchen on the porch. It has a sink, blender, stove top, etc. Anyways, for some time the kids haven't been able to get the sink to make the sound of running water. They enlisted my help, which did no good; I couldn't get it to work either. So, it's not working. Didn't bother me any, they have more than enough noise-making, battery-eaters around, and toys break. It seems to be what toys are ingeniously designed to do these days.
They moved on, seeming to forget their kitchen even had that feature. Well one night, weeks later, while I was sitting out on the porch attempting to steal some quiet, I acknowledged that I wasn't alone. At least one spirit has been regularly, daily in fact, keeping me company for some time. I'll try and not talk too much about it, him, for fear this will all, once again, end in being a complete waste of time.
As I acknowledged the reality of my not being alone, the sink suddenly came on. I got the biggest kick out of it and laughed uncontrollably for some time. The sink continued to make the babbling water sound. Being tired, my kids wear me out, I admit it, I said, "Come on now, you can at least turn it back off." I wanted to enjoy my stolen silence, and the thing's just annoying.
At the moment I said this, it shut off. I laughed again and said, "Thank you" and was able to sit for about another minute before being found out. He doesn't seem to want to harm me, and my children seem to be oblivious to him.
I know this kind of thing can be dangerous, and he is a bit controlling like I said, but he knows all my thoughts and knows its him I'll be talking about.
I don't know why I find him so funny, instead of scarey. Maybe he was assigned as one of my children's guardians, I just don't know. I'm almost tempted to get an EVP recorder, but I really don't wish to attract any more negative entities than I already do. It seems like if one comes in others see an open door. I hope he keeps protecting me and my children, And I hope, perhaps, that I amuse him too. I enjoy the company, and above all, the fascinating reaffirmation that there's so much more out there. There's hope.