It's been a while since I've put anything up since my last encounters, but I'm still terrified and still very fearful about what is out there.
I am currently living out with my boyfriend's parents whilst he's still overseas. So anyway, the past few weeks have been interesting. Laying in bed one night, I rolled over and faced the entrance to my room (they are 2 French doors) and watched as one opened slowly, which I assumed was the cat until it shut afterwards. I quickly reached up and turned the light on to find nothing in my room at all. I tried to think happy thoughts after that, but that was an epic fail. I was laying there hugging my teddy bear when I got the overwhelming feeling that something was beside the bed. Usually I'll look at try to see what the hell it is, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, I was that terrified.
So bumps and bangs during the night continued until last Friday. I was home alone whilst everyone was at work. I went outside to check my dogs when I could hear footsteps inside and then laughing. I shrugged that off, until I heard it again.
Mind you, where I live is on a massive cattle property 30 minutes from town. Literally in the middle of nowhere. So I walked inside and wasn't too freaked out and thought I'd unpack the dishwasher when the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I got the feeling something was watching me. I froze whilst bending over and could see something out of the corner of my eye. I didn't move for about a minute, and it didn't either. I worked up the courage to turn around and when I did, there was an old lady standing on the other side of the kitchen counter. I dropped the plates and ran.
When my boyfriend's father came home, I described his mum to him (who had passed away). He said, "How do you know?" which I replied, "I just seen her!" He showed me a picture and it was, in fact the lady. He mentioned that his daughter had seen her before in the kitchen and that it was her anniversary of her death 2 days before. He then followed saying, "Maybe she is warning us that something bad is going to happen." Two days later, my boyfriend was mugged in Copenhagen.
I stayed at my parents' house for a couple days and then my boyfriend's sister had her partner over and he stayed in my room. He couldn't sleep the whole night in there, actually ended up sleeping on her bedroom floor. He heard banging, tapping and rustling in the corner. I came home the next night, went to bed as normal when I was woken up by a loud thud. I sat up and was letting my eyes adjust when I could hear the tin on my shelf making twings and twangs as if you were tapping it with something metal. That night's sleep was ruined and I stayed awake with the light on after that.
I am currently at my parents' house for the night and as I'm typing this there is not a minute that goes by where I'm not looking over my shoulder freaking out. There has already been bangs in the laundry, my shoelace been pulled and hats falling off the hat stand. All whilst I've been writing this. I can't help but get the feeling that whenever I talk about or write about it that it pisses it off? Is that a bit extreme to think?
Even though I may have seen the lady, I get the feeling that it is a man. I don't know why, but I just have that feeling. Anyways I can contact this spirit without a Ouija board? I just want answers (Before I have a heart attack!)
Be safe xx