This past Saturday I helped my friend with moving. But it wasn't just any ordinary move... It was more like helping her flee from her own house! She'd been telling me for the last month about how it was haunted. She woke up with feelings of horrible dread and would watch a shadow move around the room. It was a tall shadow kind of figure that liked to stand in the corner, and then kind glide around the room. She felt the horrible vibes and knew that it wanted her out of there. It got so bad that she wasn't sleeping, because of feeling so horrible, so she had to leave quick. She's sensitive to these kind of things, she's psychic, so she really experienced it heavily. After all she told me, I wasn't comfortable going in there at all! But I had to go, because it wouldn't have been very nice of me to leave her all alone to carry those heavy boxes down the steps. So to the haunted house I went!
When you first see it, it looks like a nice Western kind of house (we live in Albuquerque, NM). A two story adobe style house with cacti in the yard and pretty gate in front. Not the kind of place you'd expect to make you feel sad but when I drove up to it I did feel sad. It was that strange feeling that's hard to describe. The kind of feeling you get when the dark energy is just surrounding a place, no matter how good it looks on the surface. Another friend was helping us, who is an ordained spiritual leader in a Native American tribe. (he wasn't able to bless the house because her roommates owned it, and they objected) He's more in tune and sensitive than me, so I think he felt what I was feeling times a hundred. He said, "When I walked up to this house I felt like I was going to pass out. The negative energy just hit me really hard." I was like whoa... Ok it's not just me. But I tried to ignore it and go get it over with.
She lived with two roommates, they got the downstairs and she got the loft area upstairs. Whatever this entity was, it seemed to really want that loft area for itself and that was the main place where the activity happened. Thankfully, as I was packing her things up, it didn't bother me. But later, as we were almost done, my mom went back in to get one last thing. By that time the rest of us were outside and it was pretty quiet and empty up there. When mom came back she said, "I was fine but when I got to the top of the steps it smelled like death, all of the sudden." I said, "Really? It didn't smell when I was up there five minutes ago." My mom said, "Yea I know... It came out of nowhere. It's not an ordinary smell. It seems to linger only at the top of the steps and it's like you walk right into it." We were left thinking that the entity was enjoying that spot on the stairs, now that we were leaving, and her senses picked it up as a vile smell.
Thankfully by that time we were done and we went to my friends new apartment. So far that one seems peaceful and she can finally sleep now. But I'll never forget her former house... It was so strange. It just left me thinking... What the hell was that? Was it a ghost? Some non human entity? I don't understand what it was or why it was so set on stealing her space. All I know is that it was real!