This story is the reason behind our name People in The Mirror. About two weeks ago in the new house I'm living in, in Temecula with my family, my 2 kids were asleep, my husband was at work, and my brother was at his Homecoming dance. I was, like I am right now, in my brother's room on the computer when I heard really loud heavy footsteps coming up the stairs and when they got to the top of the stairs I heard a slap, as if someone slapped their hand hard on the top of the banister.
I thought it was my Dad, it sounded as though he was mad, so I got up quickly to check and see what was wrong. When I went out into the hallway no one was there, so I looked in my Dad's room to find he wasn't there either. I looked through the banister downstairs where I could see my Dad passed out on the couch, so I checked on my kids and they were asleep as well. I searched the entire house and nobody had come home.
A week later I was talking to my friend Nicole, who is more like a sister, and I told her what had happened. She got pale and looked at me and told me that just a few days before when she was over, she was sitting on my bed and heard someone coming up the stairs. You can see the top of the stairs from my bed and she said she looked over, expecting to see me at the top of the stairs, only no one was there, a few seconds later she saw me coming up the stairs with a big basket of laundry and holding my 1 year old son's hand helping him up the stairs.... There was no way to explain the previous footsteps as I was walking up the stairs very slowly and the footsteps she heard were fast and yet no one was there. That got us talking about the experiences we both had in the Chula Vista house and realizing the only thing that connects the experiences now to the ones back then was the mirror.
We decided to go through some old pictures that were taken while I lived in the Chula Vista house. While going through the pictures we expected to find nothing, however that definitely wasn't the case. We found more than a few pictures that had what people call orbs, a couple photos that looks almost like a cord got in the way, but it was a disposable camera so there was no cord. There were 4 pictures that have the mirror in it, one picture we are writing off as streaks in the mirror... although you can make out faces in it... But the most shocking are the other three. One was taken at Christmas time; it looks as though there is a white faced, almost skull like, dark hooded thing in the mirror. There is no way anyone could have been standing there as with the lay out of the house and where the tree was placed they would have to have been standing on presents. We also would have been able to see more or their body because the wall was right there. The other two were taken at my baby shower when I was pregnant with my now 6 year old daughter. My husband and I were sitting in between the TV and fireplace, the fireplace that the mirror hung above. In the pictures we were opening gifts, and these two pictures were taken probably about 5 minutes apart, at slightly different angles.
Nicole was flipping through that set of pictures when she said, "oh hell no, tell me you don't see that." She handed me the album and was pointing out something she said looked like a face peering out the mirror. I looked and honestly only saw a reflection of a flash. She was saying over and over that the same face was in these two pictures and was completely freaked out by it.
The next day we took all the pictures down to Wal-Mart and had them scanned and put on disk to load them on the computer. Once I got home we loaded them onto the computer and while looking at these two zoomed in and sure enough clear as day I saw the face. While looking at these photos I was remembering back to that day while setting things up and cleaning a bit before the shower I was cleaning the mirror with windex and a paper towel. There was one area that seemed streaky to me on the right side of the mirror but no matter how much windex and rubbing I did it wouldn't come off and while I was trying to remove the streaks, I saw a face in the streaks. It creeped me out a little bit but it didn't scare me too much as I just told myself it was streaks and then they started to go away.
Now normally I would write the picture off to streaks, but the face of the man we see is in the bottom left side of the mirror and the pictures were taken at different angles and yet the face is still exactly the same. I can understand seeing a face in one, but at different angles there shouldn't be the same in the other picture.
I am posting the pictures with this story and feel free to find a logical explanation for them, that is the whole reason we are doing this, we are starting to research the Chula Vista house, the mirror and the land where the Chula Vista house was so anything you can do to disprove them or let us know anything you know about these things would be very helpful.
Many people are having trouble seeing what is in the mirror. I went to paint and outlined what I see. I'm not very good at that so it is not perfect, sorry. I am sending three pictures that I outlined. The picture where I am holding the blanket, there is a man looking out of the mirror. The other picture where I have my head turned the same man is peering out of the mirror. Both pictures were taken at slightly different angels. We had different gift in our hands so the pictures were taken at different times. So I don't see how I can see the same face in both pictures. My friend Nicole saw it first. In order for me to see it, at first, I had to zoom in on it. Now that I have seen the face, I can see it every time, no matter how big the picture is.
I showed them to everyone I know and they all see the same face. The third picture is the one that I can see a white face with a black hood. I was Christmas time so there was no one that would have been dressed up like that. Also you can see through it a little. If it were actually somebody you wouldn't be able to see through it. I hope you all can see the same thing so you know what I am talking about. If you see it I hope you will tell me what you think.