This is a collection of all the odd happenings that have accumulated over the course of the end of last year and the beginning of this one. I will give you all a brief summary- Last year by all means was a difficult one for my family and i. We lost three people (all in different circumstances) whom we knew and loved. One of them being my grandmother who passed away suddenly in June, and the other two being family friends who both died in tragic accidents. We also lost my childhood dog, friend and protector Jake, in October of last year. Jake was an old boy, getting on in his years and the family knew that heavens gates would soon be opening for him.
Jake suffered a grand mal seizure in the evening of October 14th. My mother and I held him during this and told him with tears in our eyes that it was okay to go, he had done his job and that we loved him but it was time to go into the light. But, stubborn as ever, Jake held on until my father and brother arrived and together we all drove Jake to the vet so we could put an end to his suffering. I stroked and patted my boys head as the light left his eyes and he made his final journey across the rainbow bridge. (I'm tearing up something wicked just writing about this.) I was in an immense state of grief for a long time, and I can only presume I shut myself off spiritually in that time due to being so absorbed and focused in my mourning and grief. A month passed and slowly I broke out of my cocoon of bereavement and started keeping an eye out for signs that he'd crossed over and that he was okay- but none came. Both my mother and brother have felt and seen him in their dreams and he's let them know he was okay over these last few months, but still I have not felt nor seen anything. Does anyone know why this is? He was my childhood dog and best friend, he protected me and I'm absolutely certain that he'd want to let me know he was okay.
Now fast-forward to the recent months of this year and activity is picking up again. I've noticed that no matter where I live, activity seems to spike sporadically with a lull in activity always lasting a period of a few months. Does anyone know why this is? I haven't really found a set pattern to the ghostly activity, aside from the fact it isn't constant.
Things have been starting up again fairly normal- Shadow figures and animals out-of-the-corner-of-your-eye kind of thing. Next it was the odd things going missing that you need, like painkillers or car keys. I figured it was a poltergeist as it liked to move things about and had a general mischievous nature.
Though within the past three or so weeks, things have taken a turn that I've never encountered before. At night when I'm lying in bed I will feel this localized arctic cold breeze on my face. It isn't really a breeze- it's more like a ball of freezing cold air that hovers above or near my face. I don't get any negative feelings from it, in fact a get a strong sense of calm like it's a family member watching over me. I'm not sure who this is, as I'm not strong with deciphering what/who presences are. At most I feel it's a maternal presence. Maybe my recently deceased grandmother? Or possibly my mother's mum watching over me? Now, this isn't a draft as my room is air-tight and stifling. To the point I have to open a window to get some air moving through my room. (My windows have been firmly shut during these occurrences.) Also, this air is absolutely freezing and the temperature in my room is as I said, stifling, with my heater on. (It's winter here in New Zealand and with my health condition I can't afford to get sick).
I am also not the only one to feel this arctic breeze. My partner was lying on my bed next to me one day as I was reading and all of a sudden he sits up and starts coughing. I turn and ask him "what's wrong?" and he replied with "this is going to sound weird but I felt like someone just blew really cold air into my mouth". I then sat him down and explained what had been happening to me to show that I believed him and he wasn't going crazy.
Then just the other night I was in the kitchen, making a cup of tea when I heard the door into our lounge/kitchen (we live in an open-plan lounge and kitchen) creak open. I just think it's my mother, getting up from her nap but after thirty or so seconds of silence I peek around the corner to check what's going on. Sure enough, the lounge door is open but no one is there. I walk through the lounge door to see if maybe my mother had opened the door and then forgotten something in her room, but to my surprise I found her fast asleep in her room. This is the first and only instance this door has opened on it's own, and I clearly heard the motions of the handle being turned and coming away from the latch and everything.
Now to yesterday evening. Mum, my brother and I are all sitting around the coffee table having a good old natter when the topic of my mums phone comes up. (She lent it to my brother and asked about the phones charger, which none of us have seen for the past six months, as it seemingly disappeared out of thin air) We're busy discussing where best to get a replacement charger and soon enough the topic of discussion changes. This morning I get up, and am busy going about making scrambled eggs. I go to the utensil drawer to pull out the whisk- only for it to get stuck on something. After some digging and pulling I unearth the long lost phone charger. I smile to myself and say "thank you" out loud to whoever returned the charger. As the utensil drawer is used everyday by my mother and i, there is absolutely no way we wouldn't have seen the charger. As also when I found it, it wasn't too deep in the utensil drawer either.
So, my questions to the experienced readers out there are, why hasn't Jake made contact with me but all my other family members? And also why does there seem to be a pattern forming with paranormal activity in my home? Thank you for reading and any help is appreciated:)