Recently, a comment from a story I wrote got me to thinking. Some people have said the experiences myself and my daughter had might be both of us, and that got me to thinking about an experience I have had ever since I have been a preteen. I think I was 11 or 12 when this started, and at night I hear voices. I usually can't make out individual voices or words. At times I have caught a word or a phrase. I even had this happen in a hospital after I delivered my girls. I had a couple of "visitors," but that's its own story. I thought it might have been the painkiller they gave me (had to have a c-section), but I never reacted to it before.
I used to get upset when it started and my dad wouldn't let me turn the TV all the way off. I thought I heard the TV down the hall. I had such a hard time getting to sleep. All the talking on the TV. I was so irritated the TV was so loud. Now, I don't think it was the TV, and truth be told that TV was so low I wouldn't have been able to hear it down the hall. I liked to stay at other people's houses because many times there weren't voices. Sometimes there would be, but many times it was quiet. As an adult with my own home, all the TVs and radios would be off, and I still heard the voices. I would get up at night in the first home my husband and I had, and I'd wander down the hall, through the kitchen, dining room, loop through the living room and back to the bedroom. Sometimes it sounded like a radio. Before anyone suggests neighbors, we lived in the middle of no where. We could see our neighbor's houses across the field where the cows grazed.
One day I happened to be watching a TV show with a woman who claimed to be a psychic/medium. I remember this so clearly because I was running on my treadmill while watching and I stopped when a woman got up and asked the medium this question: She said she heard voices at night. The medium told her she most likely had some medium or psychic abilities of her own. She could choose to listen or ask them to leave. I want to note that I found the medium entertaining and hadn't decided I fully believed those "abilities." However, after my experiment I am going to detail here, I had a little more faith. The next time I heard the voices, I whispered, "I am tired, please leave me alone." They stopped. The next night they were back, I repeated what I had done. They stopped. I still hear voices at night sometimes. For the most part I do a really good job of ignoring them. I've only had to whisper to them to go away maybe a couple of times the past year. Sometimes I have to ask twice. Sometimes they will quiet down, and then they start up, and I have to repeat, "Please go away tonight. I am not listening." A few times I have been woken with what I think might be their talking because there will be a really loud, usually 1-2 word sound. I catch snippets like, "mom, brother, or death." Those are words I can recall hearing. Sleeping with a fan and a noisy hubby helps. I still get up sometimes and wander the house, but only once have I ever found the TV still on. I thought sometimes it was my daughter's radio and maybe the sound was traveling through the heating vents, but in our Louisiana home the heating vents were in the ceiling and when I got by her room the radio wasn't on or it was so quiet it was a whisper. My house now doesn't have heating vents (it's radiant floor heat), and a/c vents are in the ceiling. It's the same story where the radio isn't on. I also think back to my parent's home (I have written about it on here) and the experiences I had there. Maybe there is something and I passed it on to my youngest daughter. I am not done writing about her and some more of her experiences. Her experiences still give me chills to this day and she is 15 now.
I also hear the voices during the day if it is really quiet. It's always been this way, even when I was a preteen in our first house. I figured it was just me going slightly crazy (but I think all kids think they are a little nutty). I think I just hear them mostly at night because there are less distractions. I also want to note, I don't always hear them. I can be in the house alone, and it can be completely quiet and I hear nothing. I can also be home alone, and think family has gotten home because I will hear talking. Then, I will discover I am still home alone when I go to greet my family. Occasionally, I will go through a bad insomnia spell. I have heard the voices at 3 am if I give up sleeping and get up to use the computer or work on a crochet project. I think this might be why I like having the TV on during the day even if nothing is on. If there's a distraction, I don't hear them. Even if I stop and concentrate I won't hear them as long as the TV is on. In order for me to hear them, they can't all talk at once, they need to slow down what they are saying, and they need to be louder. So, if any of my experiences have to do with me, this is a snapshot of what I deal with. I haven't really tried to communicate with them other than asking them to stop talking or leave me alone. I am not sure I'd want to open myself up to what could happen if there really is "something there."