Back in January of this year, 2008, my husband and I moved into our first apartment. Being a country girl, and not a big fan of the city, I was hesitant about it. He was currently looking for a new job, and I was working overnight at Super Target, so I would always go to bed, about noon, and wake up an hour before I had to go to work.
One evening, my husband came in to wake me, and he saw a dark cloaked figure in the corner, near the closet. He reached for the light, and when he looked back, it had disappeared. After I woke, he told me what he had seen was a tall cloaked figure, with a skull type face. Not to worried about, and thinking that it was just a shadow, he had seen, I went to work.
About 2 weeks later, we found out that we're going to have a baby. I was about 7 weeks along at the time. During those 2 weeks, we had a series of nightmares, his were of losing me and having to raise the baby alone, and some of losing both the baby and me.
One nightmare he had that reoccurred more often, he said he had killed me, and he couldn't understand why he had killed me, but he had to raise the baby alone, and he was so depressed about it when he told me that he was crying. I had a nightmare as to why I couldn't pick up my baby, because my hands would go right through him, and when I would walk through this house we were in, their was blood on the walls, and floor, so I couldn't understand exactly what was going on, but that it made me worry that I was going to lose the baby.
One night, again he goes to wake me up, and sees the figure standing over me, in bed. From the doorway he told me to wake up. So I sit up in bed, and I still didn't see, but I felt some thing was there. I had woken up from a nightmare earlier while I had been sleeping before work and thought some one was there, but went back to sleep, regardless.
That following morning at work, I had started cramping really bad. As soon as I got home, I called my mom, and then the doctor. The nurse at my doctor's office said I had to make an appointment, and that some one would call me within 30 minutes to have me come in, or go to the hospital.
Well, my mom called me back, and told me to put pillows under my hips, and feet, and told me to relax, calm down, and not to worry. I didn't go back to work that night, since my manager still wouldn't pull me from the heavy lifting, even though I had told him, the day I found out, that I was pregnant, he still wanted me to lift things that were way over 20 pounds. I shortly found a new job, and had quit Super Target. I had told my mom about it, and she told me to pray over both the baby and the apartment. Other than that, things would go missing, then turn up again a day or so later.
I worried for the longest time that it was after out baby. I'm not certain, but we moved in May, and we haven't had any thing bad happen. Only nightmares I get are the ones that involve snakes, and spiders, or having to raise the baby by myself, which isn't going to happen with as much concern as he has for our relationship.
But this concludes this odd occurrence in my life. I have more, but I will write about them another time.