My name is Andrea and I am a single mother of a two year old little girl. I moved into my home eight years ago while engaged to my now ex-husband. Elderly neighbors explained to me that our community was originally built in the 50's. The houses were intended for War Veterans returning to the states to have affordable housing.
I had lived in the home a little over a year and decided that I would love to have a small dog for companionship while my husband worked late. It wasn't long after the 8 month old pup started barking viciously down the hallway facing the door which is now my daughters room. The hair on the back of her neck would stand up and she would shake uncontrollably. The bedroom at this time only served as a guest room and storage for extra clothes. The dog who would never leave my side anywhere I went in the house, refused to enter this room. I could never understand why? I knew that some dogs just have funny little "quirks" about them and just wrote it off as such.
Years passed and I never gave my little dog Clea's behavior much attention. However, one night in particular I was watching T.V. with my little pug sitting on my lap. She started shaking and I looked down at her and every hair on the back of her neck was standing up.
She coward on my lap and begin licking her lips in submissive behavior. I "baby talked" her trying to relax her while trying to look and see what had upset her so badly. I turned my head and saw nothing. Clea jumped out of my lap onto the back of our couch and began barking ferociously to the point she bit her tongue. I have to admit this scared my terribly. Who or what was doing this to my dog? What does she see that I can't! I paced the house nervously until my husband arrived home. He could tell that I was very upset but laughed at me when I told him of our encounter. He stated "you girls have been up to late watching crazy movies". This occurred again on several occasions after that night even with him present. He never gave it a second thought and would scald our dog every time she behaved this way.
In the summer of 2004 I was informed by my doctor that I was pregnant. My husband at this time was having an affair that I was not aware of until I was 7 months pregnant. We had a horrible fight that night over his adulterous behavior. I made him leave that night, I couldn't bare to see his face. Minutes after he left the driveway I began crying hysterically on my couch. My dog Clea was lying beside me when she began the curled lip growling again. I look up and the pendants over my bar were swinging in small circles. My nerves were already shot and words began coming out of my mouth that I would never say if I was in a calm state. "If you are here to hurt me go ahead and get it over with, can't you see I am in enough pain!" The pendants immediately stopped moving and my little dog chased whatever it was down the hallway until she came to the door and then ran back to me. The incidents seemed to stop completely after that night.
The birth of my daughter took my mind off of all that had happened. The room that my little dog hated was now a sweet nursery for my new baby girl. But, my little baby did not care for the room either. She would cry every time I would lay her down in her crib. I ended buying a bassinnette for my room and she would sleep all night long, except waking up for feedings. As she grew older she would go into the room to get toys and books. At times she would look up toward the ceiling and reach her arms up as if someone was there. This scared me. What and who is in this room and why! Needless to say my daughter sleeps with me.
My sister who is a pharmacist assistant watched my daughter for me one day while I was running errands. She heard my daughter talking to someone and went to investigate. Her aunt asked her who are you talking to little-bit? My daughter responded, him and pointed beside of her. "He plays with me and he lives in this room". My sister who was an MP in the Navy grabbed my daughters arm and left my house with all of the lights on and unlocked!
The latest incident and the very reason I am writing this story is because of what happened just two days ago. My cousin and I were sitting in the living room with her son who is two months older than my daughter. My little girl was in her room and began yelling and screaming at the top of her lungs. She ran into the living room to show us her arm. It was red and whelped! I remained calm and asked her what happened. She said mom, "He told me to stay out of my closet and that I couldn't have my blue scarf"! I asked her who are you talking about your cousin has been in her with us? No mommy the man that lives in my room, he said I can't have my scarf because I wrapped it around my neck to tight last time and you put me in time out. My heart felt like it was in my throat! This man in her room understood what went on in our household! He heard me telling my daughter to never wrap things around her neck that she could strangle herself! My cousin became just as upset as me and would not let her son play in the room. They left shortly after this happened.
The next day she and her son returned, I am a nurse's assistant and she had to come by to get her weekly shot. Her son went into the playroom and we could hear him talking. She jumped up and ran down my hallway. There was her son standing in the middle of the room laughing and talking as if someone were "picking" with him looking in the opposite direction of us. Again she left with an odd look on her face. She called me later that night to tell me of her son's experience at my house. He wanted to come back and play with the man at my house!
I have to admit that I am a little scared. Who or what is in that room and why? He doesn't seem to be evil or really bother us. My daughter is afraid of the dark now when she never has been in the past. Is it because she can see him in the dark and it startles her? How can two children who are less than three years old give the same description of a man that we can't see. They are too little to make this up. My little dog who I am sad to say has passed on knew he has been here. I am currently trying to locate the original owners of this house to find out who he might be. Wish me luck...