Most of these stories seem like they start with..."I've always been interested in the paranormal...", but I have not been. I'm a fifty year old man, happily married with a great job. I'm a Christian and I play drums in a Christian rock group. OK, straight to the story.
I retired from the US Army in 2008. My last duty station was at Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington DC. I hated the city life. So, when I retired my wife and I found a home in Tennessee, virtually in the middle of nowhere.
My ghost story begins about four years ago. My wife and I were laying in bed, about to go to sleep, when we both heard footsteps coming from upstairs. We are the only two living in the house, we have dogs and two cats, but the cats sleep outside and the dogs stay in our bedroom at night. We laughed it off and went to sleep.
About a week later, we were again laying in the bed when I hear a woman's voice come from above the bed. I couldn't understand what it said, and it lasted about 2 to 3 seconds. My first inclination was to ask my wife if she had heard the voice, but she beat me to it. She too had heard the disembodied voice/sound, whatever it was. She validated that it was indiscernible, that it was a woman's voice and from which the voice emanated.
Not too long after that, once again, while in bed, but this time asleep, in the middle of the night, something bangs on our bedroom door very loudly. In fact, it was so load that it shook our bed. BANG, BANG, BANG! Three very distinct and loud knocks. That scared both of us. I jumped up and the behest of my wife, grabbed our 357 and went about the house looking for, what I knew was nothing, nothing tangible anyway. I found nothing!
For about two weeks we had noticed that our oldest dachshund had began acting strangely. He would run out of the house when we tried to leave, and when we caught him and put him back in and closed the door, we could hear him barking and scratching the door.
Our daughter and her husband had recently moved out, and we thought that he was acting that way because he missed our daughter. Also, one of our cats would go upstairs and make this strange meow sound while sitting on the ledge of the short-wall. He would do this between 7 and 7:30 each night. He would do this for about 20 minutes, or until I went up and made him stop.
After hearing the banging, I decided to take matters into my own hands and rebuke whatever it was in the Name of Jesus. So, one morning after coming home from the night shift, I went about the house, with my Bible, reading scripture and rebuking it. After that, nothing else happened.
About a year passed and my daughter moved back in with us. My son-in-law had enlisted in the Air Force and was due to leave in a month. Four nights after they moved in, I was laying in the bed (starting to notice a pattern by now), and I was almost asleep, when I hear, through my pillow, a woman's voice say "Hey", as if to get my attention. It made me awaken immediately and I lay there wondering whether or not I had dreamed it. I went to the bathroom, let the dogs out, and back in, then laid back down. Almost immediately I hear the same voice, same word and through my pillow again. I suspected a prank so I got up and woke my daughter up and told her about the experience. But it was not a joke. I had actually heard a voice through my pillow, not once, but twice! And it was at that point that I had no doubt that there was something else after life. This time, just like the last time, I went about the house praying and rebuking whatever it was. However we would soon learn that my prayer this time hadn't worked.
My wife and I began to wonder if this activity was related to our daughter living in our house. I confronted her and asked her if she had ever been involved in anything like witchcraft or played with a Ouija board. She denied any such activity, but she did open up and begin to tell me things that she had been experiencing.
She said that she had been hearing voices for quite some time and it usually occurs while she is trying to go to sleep. She said that the voices asked her to do things, like call someone, tell someone something... I don't recall any specifics, except one. She said that she was driving down the road and she heard a voice tell her to run off the road and hit a tree. I began to suspect that she was schizophrenic. She was 25 years old which is about the time the disease usually begins to rear its ugly head. I talked her into going to the doctor, which she did. The doctor said that she thinks my daughter had schizophrenia.
About a month after my daughter moved in, she gave birth to our second grandkid. A few days after her coming home, I was, AGAIN laying in my bed at about 10:45, when I heard a voice. I did not understand what it said, but it sounded like it said, "F*** the maybe... Or lady or something akin. I woke my wife up asking her if she had heard it, she said that she hadn't.
The next day, I was at work, and I got a text from my daughter informing me that the night before, she had seen an apparition for the first time. She said that it was a white, slightly glowing mist which was between her in the bed and the baby's bed. I asked her what time it happened and she said almost immediately after going to bed. My next question was what time did you go to bed? She said about 10:45. In an instant, I knew what the last word the voice I had heard the night before had said..."baby". My wife and I both work at the same healthcare facility, and I saw her and told her about the connection and she turned white as a ghost and literally fainted on spot.
There were so many instances of voices or sounds while my daughter lived in our house that I had become insensitive to it. The funny thing was though, after hearing the banging on our bedroom door, my wife was never present when the sounds/voices occurred again, to this day. We began to notice that our oldest dog, Rebel, a wired haired Dachshund, who had slept in our bed with us since he was a pup, began sleeping in the bathroom.
One night my wife grabbed her cell phone and took some random pictures and some video while we were laying in bed and she caught what looks to be an orb flying out of the bathroom and over our bed into the wall. The orb was moving really fast and you could hear a swishing sound as it passed the phone. The next morning she took some still photos of our bed and caught numerous orbs over our bed.
My daughter and our two grandkids moved to Mississippi, to join her husband who had recently arrived at his first duty station. I had expected all Hell to break loose when she left, because of the experiences we had had before after they moved out. But, nothing happened for about a year.
My wife and one of her girlfriends went to visit my son who is also in the Air Force, stationed in Ohio, at the time. It was dark outside and I was watching "The Internship" starring Owen Wilson and Vince Vaughn. I was sitting in my recliner, and Rebel was laying, stretched out on the couch. There is a point in the movie where the two stars are laying in bed together, discussing something. All of a sudden to my left and slightly behind me, I hear laughter begin. At first it was faint, but it got louder until I could tell that it sounded like a man laughing like a little kid. I was frozen! I noticed that when the laughing got its loudest that Rebel jumped to his feet and looked in the direction the laughter was coming. The laughing then go quieter until it stopped. The whole experience lasted about 6 seconds. I rewound the movie on my DVR just to make sure that it wasn't the movie, and when I heard zero laughter from the movie, I jumped up and ran out the back door. I called my wife and told her about it, because I had to tell someone so that it was real to me. Eventually I gained my courage back and went back in. But I never did finish watching that movie. I slept fine that night, after praying for a very long time.
The next morning I was getting ready to go to church and I was sitting where everyone usually sits in the bathroom, wiping the sleep out of my eyes, when I heard three knocks coming from the closet door in the bathroom. The knocks were hard and rapid. I only hoped that when I opened the door that I would find one of our cats, but as I suspected, no cat. I lost my mind at that point shouting profanity laced with scripture and spiritual rebukes.
Once again, the activity was tied to a visit from my daughter. She had come to our house and stayed a few days and left with my wife going to our old home in Texas, where family is. While there, my daughter met one of my wife's sister's friends, who claimed to be a medium. She told my daughter, unsolicited, that she had a trickster that was following her around.
When my wife returned from Texas, I asked her to pray because whatever it was wasn't responding to my prayers. The activity continues, and usually occurs either while my daughter is here, or after she leaves. Recently I noticed that Rebel wasn't sleeping in the bed again and that he was acting like he was experiencing separation anxiety, just like before, running out the door when we would go somewhere. And while we were in the house, he stayed right by my side. I asked my wife to pray while I sat in the car. She did so, and when we came back, Rebel was fine.
Today is Wednesday September 16, 2015. My daughter just visited for this past weekend and left Sunday. Yesterday, I was standing in the kitchen at the sink, when behind me I hear a cat meow. It was clearly a cat meowing. I know that beyond a shadow of a doubt. The only problem is... We don't have cats any more. One of them died not far from our house and the other was given away. I don't know what to expect next.
At some point in the past I thought that these occurrences were benign and not dangerous. I don't think that way now. Even as I sit in our 15 year old house, with no history whatsoever, typing this story, I have heard two sounds that I can't explain. There have been so many more things that have happened, but for brevity of this story, I excluded them. I just want it to stop!