I have always been very open to paranormal experiences. I've lived them since I was a young child so I know I can either believe or be in denial. That said, strange things still happen around me to this day, quite literally. My story began Sunday, October 1st. I got a kitten named Binx. The people I got him from kept him outside so he was infested with fleas and God knows what else. It was all taken care of in a few days. He is now flea free. Unfortunately he was taken to the vet yesterday and they found hookworms. Now this is where the real story begins.
I decided to sleep in the living room to avoid the worms (I hate creepy crawly things). Last night, October 12, I was upstairs on the computer and I absolutely could not get the lights to turn on up here (currently writing this on the computer upstairs). There's a light switch by the bottom of the stairs and by the top and both operate the lights. I walked up the stairs and sat down at the computer. I didn't turn the lights on initially. After about an hour of working, I decided to turn them on. I walked over to the light switch at the top of the stairs and flipped it on. Nothing happened. I flipped it a couple more times and still nothing. I thought that was pretty strange but maybe it was a loose wire or something. I walked downstairs and tried that one. Again, nothing happened. I tried that one a couple of times and nothing. I just shrugged and went back upstairs. Maybe someone messed with the chain on the lights and that's why they wouldn't come on. At this point it's probably about 1:30 a.m. And I was too exhausted to worry about it. I just pulled the chain and it didn't work so I improvised a light and forgot about it.
I was really in the zone with my task and suddenly I was just hit with this weird aching sadness. I was crying hard and I had no idea why. I am not an emotional person, so I'm sure everyone can understand my confusion. I was just so upset it was suffocating. I took a moment to lean back and calm down. After about 5 minutes I could finally breathe and stopped crying. I was a little freaked out at this point but I was almost finished with what I was doing so I just sucked it up and dealt with it. When I was done, I went back downstairs and it's like the sadness was instantly gone. The second my feet touched the first floor I felt a huge weight lifted off of my shoulders. I went about my nightly routine like I normally would.
Later, I was laying down on the recliner to go to sleep. It was roughly 3 a.m. And if I was exhausted before, I was a zombie by that point. I was almost asleep and I just felt this intense cold touch my leg. Naturally, I shot up. This room is normally fairly warm so there was no way it suddenly got cold. In my mind I was trying to write it off as the a/c cutting on but the a/c points at the opposite side of the room. It wasn't even on at that time. I knew better. I laid back down and I just felt so uncomfortable, like I was being watched. I scrunched up as small as I could and eventually fell asleep. It was a weird night for sure.
I woke up this morning thinking it was all just coincidence or my tired mind playing tricks on me. I was determined to believe I didn't have a paranormal experience on Friday the 13th because it just sounds so cliche. I went about my day as I normally would. Then I thought maybe I should try the upstairs lights again, just for the hell of it. I walked over to the stairs and flipped the switch. The lights. Came. On. I knew I had tried everything but changing the light bulbs last night. I knew they weren't working last night and yet here they are, bright as day. I immediately freaked out. That means it wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me this time. I wasn't just being overly paranoid this time. It. Actually. Happened.
I spoke to my mom about it. She said she had been upstairs yesterday night only an hour before me and they had worked just fine. I asked if she'd been up there today, but I knew she hadn't. She'd been at work until about 2 and was in the same room as me since since she got home. So again, I am sitting up here on the computer with the lights on, thinking that maybe my tired mind wasn't as delusional as I'd initially thought. Happy Friday the 13th, everyone.