In April, 2013 I moved into an apartment building... Not the best area and not the most private of places either. I have a roommate who highly believes in the other side but wants nothing to do with it if it's "evil". I have a 7 month old son that she watches here and there for me while I'm working. My roommate\'s boyfriend stays over the majority of the time as well, and has had experiences before in previous homes. We've shared all our stories the one night when my son had been put to bed. My roommate wasn't comfortable talking about it since she believes it's what helps stir things up.
I explained what I've experienced, and still believe that there's something malicious following right behind me; I told them "If it's not my Grandparents my son sees, then it definitely is something else! I can tell he sees something, he's always looking past me at something and pointing."
My Roommate then exclaimed that it doesn't sound like something she wants to deal with. I woke up to 3 pennies above all the doors, apparently this is a way of keeping spirits out. I guess it didn't work very well, because I came home to a sleeping baby and 2 frantic babysitters.
They both came to me telling me that when they were on the balcony my roommate was sitting in the chair while her boyfriend was standing and facing the window that looks into the kitchen and dining room. My roommate says she looked up at her boyfriend and noticed his face was whiter than white after she heard a huge crash. She heard it, he saw it. He said he swore he saw the dish rack slide across the counter and into the sink. They mimicked it for me, assured me that there was no reason for it to slide. Her boyfriend checked my counter to see if there was a slope or extra water to have it slide that fast- nothing.
We let it go for now. Next morning, my roommate wakes me up trembling. She said to me, "Shawna, I have no idea what's going on here... But last night when Mike and I went to bed, I switched off the light and was starting to fall asleep then something grabbed an object beside my head and I felt the breeze of it flying across my room and heard it hit the wall!" We both went into the room and found it was a flashlight that flew, but she couldn't guarantee if that was the object. But she swears that something flew by her and hit the wall... Mike exclaimed the same thing.
Recently a night or two ago, my roommates boyfriend and I decided to watch the new episode of "The Dead Files" before going to bed. He looked at me and said, "Shawna, I seriously have no idea what's going on here. Sarrah hasn't told you about everything that's going on here because she's scared. But one day when we were babysitting while you were at work, I was playing with your dog Lilly and she went galloping down the hallway and stopped dead in her tracks at your bedroom door. I watched her doing it, and she stopped and cowered and ran back quickly- you know, when she's in trouble and you go running at her with your hand waving to smack her, that's what she looked like." I immediately got the chills and felt fear. My dog knows not to bark, so if she feels like she's in danger, how will I know? Same with anyone else?
I told him, "Honestly, I know something is here. Kurtis see's something we all can't. I've had a feeling of someone standing over me, watching me. I've felt so anxious. I felt like I was either going to throw up, pass out or have a heart attack. My dog refused to come to bed that night until I forced her. Twice I've had to do it."
Mike then almost went white and looked like he was really embarrassed and said, "Shawna, I'm a tough guy. I can handle anything, I'll challenge myself and anyone, and I\'m not scared of anything... But I'm scared of Sarrah's closet. I froze waiting for Sarrah to turn on the light; I couldn't move or have the courage to look."
Something's here, but no one has seen it yet. It's just starting. Hopefully my roommate and I can figure something out before it gets worse.