Some of you may have already read my recently shared story. Since sharing it I have been encountering a number of stronger and more obvious visits during the night, and in some cases... The day.
A couple weeks back, I was laid in bed. I had only been laid there for about 10 minutes at the most. I have a small room with a two windows, one on either end of the room. As I turned over (facing away from the wall my bed was against) I saw what could only be described as a floating head. The neck and shoulder area were visible, but very faint. It passed from one window to the other. As it reached the second window it looked right at me. I felt the usual cold pulse down the spine.
As soon as it moved through the window, I really did have to fight down the urge to burst out of my room. That was the first time in many many years that I have seen something so clearly. The face was just the same as the one I see every other night in the corner of my room. However, this was the first time I have seen it for more than a heartbeat.
Then last week something very similar happened when I was sat in my room. I am 100% sure than something was on the other side of my door (in the daytime). What makes me 100% sure is the fact my dog got very protective/vicious towards the door area. I'm talking about ready to pounce at the door with gnashing teeth vicious. I thought that it was probably just my mother pulling into the drive, or my brother coming up the stairs. When I looked out into the hallway I could see/hear nothing.
Now, here is the one thing that has freaked me out more then anything else. At the foot of my bed is where I had my wardrobe (as you can read in my last story, I have history with wardrobes). On Thursday it was just past midnight when I woke up for no reason. I opened my eyes, looked to the wardrobe and there was what looked like a hand sticking out of the partly open door. The hand was very thin and frail looking, as if it was older than old. On its second finger was a massive ring, it looked like some sort of family crest ring. The details where hard to make out, but I'm sure it was either a lion or tiger of some sort (it was a right hand by the way). I know it was not a dream or hallucination because the sheer shock of seeing it there woke me up completely.
On the Friday, I moved the wardrobe to the other side of the room, and even moved the bed to a different place too. I am determined to not see that hand again. Every now and then I keep thinking I can hear some one talking a few rooms away, if I ask my mum/brother if they where talking or on the phone, they say no.