Let me start off by saying that I am a grown woman, I run a local business in a great little town and am a responsible person who doesn't scare easily, and I have been so scared tonight that I drove an hour to my mom's house without my shoes I left so quickly. I was not really scared for my life, I was just so uneasy and creeped out I could not stay inside the house.
These recent things began heavily with a move into a new house recently, but "monumental" things have happened through the years that were memorable and not on a constant basis- now that we are in the new house I feel uneasy, see shadows in my peripheral vision and even movements as if something is peeking around door casings (just shadowy "areas"- I look hard and blink a few times to see if its my vision and they are gone), have seen a reflection of a white shadow "blank person" walking toward my direction in my patio door off of my kitchen. Tonight I arrived home at 10:45 and opened the door to the house from the garage and heard talking from a young guys voice (late 20ish but not deep- light hearted) and another person was participating but their voice was not distinguishable; I did not pay attention to what they were saying. It was loud not whispers. It abruptly stopped when I walked in but I heard the tail end of something. I wrote it off as the tv and it was an abrupt break in a conversation happening on a show as I was walking in.
I had to go to the bathroom so bad when I came in I rushed straight across from the garage entrance door to my bedroom across the hall and went to the bathroom. When I walked back into the hall after the rush was over, I realized the tv was not on. I walked straight to the door with my purse and left- no shoes. I called my mom and went to her house an hour away. Over the last days this has progressed to this point.
After the move it started with the shadowy figures I have tried to blink away, then a quick reflection of a white opaque person with no features in my kitchen that had me rubbing my eyes again. A few odd sounds here and there, and this morning of note- the alarm clock my 4 year old likes to play with in his room beeped 2 times at 6:30 am and I went to get it, and realized it was switched to off-which in 10 years it has NEVER sounded in the complete off position. It has been my clock that sits on my makeup stand for 10 years. It was set for 6:30 but not turned to the on position- it did this twice in my 4 year old's bedroom and once in the living room after I moved it. 2 short beeps only each time-not the full alarm to wake up until you turn it off with snooze.
The boys have been at their Dads the last 2 nights while I have tried to get settled into the new house and get some paperwork done. I'm not sure if it is really showing out because of my insecurity now due to the move and it sees a weakness it usually doesn't see, or if this is something new in the house. The last folks that lived in this home divorced and he left the home, so the mother and 2 boys stayed there until the lease was up and moved. From the looks of the house when I viewed it before leasing, it was messy. I think she was trying her best alone but there had to be lots of sadness, I'm sure. I also bought used furniture for the move. I had to refill a large home and I figured a quick way would be with nice large used pieces: 1 dining room suite, 2 bedroom suites. I'm unsure if this has something to do with it.
Very memorable "events" have happened through the years that make me wonder if this is something perpetually around, that sees the opportunity to flare up when I am in a weakened state. In an effort to have someone tell me what this is and what I should do to remove it if needed, I would like to back up and tell you the past large events.
I moved a month ago from an 1100 sq ft home downtown that my mother used to live in. I felt very confident there. I had some "events" there but always felt in control and safe. It was a small house, very organized except for my 2 areas of stacked papers. A few things happened at this house over a 4 year period but one was unforgettable.
I have 2 boys, a 10 year old and a 4 year old. My 4 year old had a habit of coming to the living room if I was up early in the morning (4am-ish) needing things and wanting to lay with me on the couch. I was in the bathroom (this seems to be a theme-but seriously, its not:) I just realized this as I was typing- its the only other time I was in the bathroom when anything happened that scared me I assure you) and I heard little steps on the carpet, hall light was off and bathroom was dim. I saw my 4 year old walk past the door way with dark patterned pj pants and a t-shirt on and he was walking past the doorway of the bathroom going toward the couch. I did not stop him because I wanted a few moments of peace. I did not turn to face him because I did not want him to notice me, I didn't move or make a sound. I saw him from the corner of my eye and knew it was him from his height, features, and silhouette down to his thick curly hair on top as he walked past the door. I let him walk by and sat there for a minute, then I realized he went to bed in a pull up, not pjs. I felt an urgent surge of fear for a moment, but was then not afraid for some reason. I went to the living room almost knowing no one would be there- and there wasn't. I went to the boys room they shared and he was asleep in the bed with a pull up on. I turned on all the lights in the living room and kitchen and made coffee at that point, but was not afraid for some reason. Other creepy things happened at this home but nothing stands out like that.
The 1st large event I ever had was when my oldest son was a tiny baby. He is now 10. His dad and I had a big adjustment to baby life. He is an attorney and I am a realtor, lots of paperwork and schedules. He has an explosive temper and is a heavy drinker in the evenings. He had an episode of yelling one evening in the living room and I just sat there listening to him and when he was finished I walked out of the room. Our son was asleep in his little carrier like the one you snap into a car seat backwards. I took him to our bedroom with me and the lights were off. I sat him down on the floor at the entrance to the vanity area to turn on a light switch. My back was to the door and suddenly I felt my husband come up behind me and came close to me and said "hey" as if to say "hey, I'm sorry" in a very apologetic tone and sincere. It was a very sudden approach and it startled me. I jumped away to tell him he scared me and no one was there. It scared me so bad I ran out of the room into the hallway and my fingertips went numb. I accidentally left my baby in the carrier on the floor- I had to run back in and grab him quickly. This was a deep vibrating voice identical to my husband's-it was his voice- very distinct. It was so close to my ear I felt his breath and the vibration of his voice on my ear, and he was so close I felt his presence about an inch from me all over my back. I was not sleep deprived and I will remember this event forever.
Another event happened during a cleansing I performed on our lake house before we moved out during our divorce. This home is in a remote subdivision and I was having to stay there at night with the kids. From the explosive arguments we were having, the house felt so tense. I could not sit on the couch without feeling like 20 people were watching me. It was so uncomfortable. I had enough one day and opened all the windows and doors and went through each room aggressively reclaiming my house. During this cleansing my bedroom door slammed shut and locked. There was a direct blowing wind from the lake through the windows and the front and back doors, so it could have totally sucked shut and slammed. The locks on these doors were glass knobs with the push pin locks and it was pushed in all the way. This too could have happened with the very hard slamming.
I was so upset that no matter how scared I was not going to show it and I walked to the door to open it, and when the door was locked I froze for a minute inside, but then kept moving and walked onto the porch and stepped through the window to unlock. This feeling of this presence had me so fed up I wanted to face it head on for what it had done to my home and family. This approach seemed to make it go away, but I had to truly be so mad and sincere that I genuinely was not afraid.
After that I could have sat in the dark on the couch and not been one bit uneasy. This feeling did not come back until we moved to Mom's old house alone, and it was on occasion. I immediately felt in control usually there though, even when any of the big ones mentioned happened. I think I felt that way because I was familiar with that home and it was so compact- nothing was happening in the other room without me knowing it. Total confidence at Moms old house. Ironically my oldest son came to me a while back to talk to me in private about creepy feelings at the lake house (my ex-husband lives there now) and said he feels like he's always being stared at. I have not told him about the things I have experienced there nor here.
Another event happened over the summer of 2015. We went on a vacation for a week to a beach house. It was just me and the 2 boys and 2 of their friends and their mom. The 2nd or 3rd night my oldest son and I watched tv late and fell asleep after everyone else on the couch and love seat. He evidently got up and went to his bed, and I was alone asleep in the living room on the love seat with one of my legs sticking out of the covers with my bare toes pointing up in the air from the arm of the love seat. I woke up to a quick hard bone-touching tapping on my right big toe on the tip. It continued through the half awake stage until I was fully awake and realized what was happening and snatched my leg in and stood up. It scared me really bad and I hurried to my oldest son's room and got him up to get in the bed with me, it scared me that bad. I know he thought I was crazy for waking him up like that. I read in the guest book to see if anyone had written anything weird and nothing. All good remarks with no scary stuff or weird things going on.
Now that we are in the larger home I am feeling insecure, uncertain and scared about the move like all single moms do with any big change. I wonder if this time of uncertainty and change has given it power it did not have before, or if this is something new. From everything it can do from make audible noises to touching I am wondering if anyone knows what this is, how it is happening, and what I can do. Having a heartfelt aggressive removal like before can't happen because I'm too scared to sincerely feel it and do it I think. Advice and tips please, and do not worry about scaring me. This is serious and something I need to handle. Not knowing what I am dealing with while the boys are in the house is what is making me so uncontrollably scared and that is not helping it stop, I'm sure. Knowing would make me feel better so I am hoping someone that is educated in this and knows will see these events and tell me what this possibly is. I'm really embarrassed about this and do not tell anyone but my mother for fear of making the boys scared, etc. Maybe it will stop as abruptly as it started in this new place. The loud talking I heard tonight was the top for me.