I have written a few stories about things that go on in my house. Lots of little experiences. Things don't only happen to me, my kids have seen and heard things as well. These things happened over the past summer, 07. I'd like to relate some of oldest son's experiences first. I'll tell you a little bit about him.
He has psychic abilities, it's the only way I can think to put it. He just rolls with it, he hasn't tried to develop it, it just comes out unexpectedly. This is something that we've experienced since he was able to talk, before that, only he knows, I guess. It happens so often that over these 16 years of his life we've totally dismissed coincidence. We would have to be blind not to. Well, the only relationship that has to this story is that I think it's why he has experienced more than my younger son.
Ben is always hearing things, when he does it's very specific and very clear. He relates his experiences with great detail. One night he was the only one still up, using the computer. He heard footsteps heading from the living room, through the kitchen and stop in the dining room. Thinking it was me, he went to see what I was doing out of bed. No one was there, everyone was still in bed. This is the exact reverse route of footsteps I have heard before. Ben's used to hearing and seeing things so he's pretty casual about things like that. He went back to the computer and our old cat, Willy, followed him into the room, sat down in front of the book shelf and proceeded to stare at the upper row of books. His eyes were fixed on one spot about 5 1/2 feet up off of the floor. Ben called his name 4 or 5 times but it was like Willy didn't want to look away. Ben said he knew he heard him, he did the little one ear twitch when he said his name. Finally he came over to Ben and up in his lap.
The exact experience happened to him on another night when he was up late watching T.V., the cat wasn't around for that one though.
My youngest son, McKenzie, doesn't hear the footsteps. He's had different experiences from Ben, more visual than auditory. Ben's second experience, while watching T.V., and these 3 I will tell of McKenzie's all happened within a matter of days. McKenzie woke up one morning after a night of vivid dreams (he has very detailed dreams), to find that he had a different blanket over him than the one he went to sleep with. My first thought was that he'd switched them in his sleep, although he's not known to sleepwalk or wake through the night. He enjoys his sleep, that one.
I wouldn't have given it much thought except 2 mornings later he woke up with 2 character pillows (the cats usually sleep on them) up on his bed. Since they are cat pillows that isn't something he would do. We weren't even sure they were in the bedroom to begin with. The following morning, when he woke up, his alarm clock was perched on the very edge of his bed, near his feet. He said it was so close to the edge that he couldn't believe it hadn't fallen off.
Both of them have seen doorknobs turn and heard the knob for the room off of the basement rattling. They've also heard footsteps upstairs when no one else is home. These things have happened when they've been together.
I have 2 specific experiences of my own that I might as well add. This is getting a bit long but they are similar to the others. In July, the boys were sleeping downstairs. McKenzie had a friend spending the night. The next morning I was up early, making coffee, and I heard someone coming up the basement stairs. After a minute I didn't hear anything else, (I was expecting bathroom sounds), so I went all around the main floor looking for somebody. There wasn't anyone else up yet.
One morning, just after the school year started, everyone was shipped off for the day and I was in the kitchen tidying up. I heard the computer keyboard clicking away, but I was the only one home. When I came to have a look, Windows was just at the log in screen and I didn't see anything out of place.
There may be explanations for some of these things but with the similarities and regularity of the things we've experienced, it seems too coincidental. The little things that go on, that aren't even worth mentioning, happen on a regular basis and often. We've gotten so used to the way things are that sometimes we hardly even give it any thought. It's just the way it is around here.
Nothing scary, just little everyday occurrences. My reminders that there's always someone around to keep me company.