Since my Mom's passing in January of 2011, I spend most nights with my 79 year old Dad in his home because he doesn't like to stay alone. During the early morning hours on January 15, 2014 something creepy and disturbing happened in my Dad's home.
I sleep on the couch in the living room. I awoke from the sound of my Dad walking into the kitchen. I looked at my alarm clock and it was about 4:30 am. My Dad seen he had waken me up so he went back into his bedroom. I still had a hour before having to get up so I laid there trying to go back to sleep. I was thinking to myself that my pillow sucked and that I needed a better pillow. I was trying to remember what pillows I had at home that weren't being occupied by my husband and kids. While laying there with my eyes closed and thinking about how uncomfortable I was, I heard a sudden faint whisper saying, "I got it! I got it!" Then I heard loudly in my right ear a breathy whisper say, "I got it!" My eyes popped open and I sat up. I looked around a little bit (the kitchen light was on so I could see into the living room) and I tried to figure out if what I heard was real or just a part of my imagination. I looked at the alarm clock and it was 5:11. I laid back down for a few more minutes. The voice reminded me of my 10 year old son. It sounded like a child. It made no sense! I said to myself, "I'm not going to think much of it. Maybe I did fall back asleep for a minute and it was part of a weird dream." I got up to get dressed and noticed that it was chillier than usual. I was actually shivering. I went into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. There were red splotches on the right side of my neck! I was lying on my left.
I walked into the kitchen to get my car keys and I felt weird. I felt like I had no space and was being crowded in. I had a very anxious feeling. After starting up my car to warm up, I talked to my Dad for a few minutes about what he was going to do that day. I didn't tell him about my experience because stuff like that scares him.
As I was leaving his house I had a feeling of paranoia. I even looked into the backseat of my car before getting in. I felt like I wasn't alone. While driving home my chest began to hurt, my head started to throb and I felt nauseated. I just had a feeling like I wasn't alone in the car.
When I arrived home and got out of the car I felt relieved. The anxiety slowly lifted. I didn't tell my husband or anyone else because still I'm not certain if it was a weird dream or real. I plan to take my voice recorder tonight and leave it on all night while I sleep. I've had other strange occurrences in my Dad's home so anything is possible. A little scary but I don't think it's anything to be afraid of... Hopefully.