My house has been pretty quite for the past week maybe two until the other night. Let me go back and remind everyone that the first half of this story took place after my husband and I had been fighting for a week. I saw a dark figure, my cat, and heard my grandfather.
Recently, I have noticed that strange things have been happening again. Last Thursday night my husband left to go to his mother's to get the lawn mower so he could cut the grass the next day. I was trying to get my daughter asleep, and me both started to hear a noise coming from mine and my husband's room. It sounded like someone beating on the bedroom door. My daughter looked at me with terrified eyes and said "what's that!"
I called my husband and he said that he wasn't home. I went outside to check and see if anyone was outside, but there was no one to be found. I finally got her to calm down and lay down with me on the recliner. I got her to sleep about twenty minutes later. I got up and went in our bedroom, turning every light on as a passed through the hallway. I got back there and for once our room was cool enough that it felt comfortable. I noticed this and said out loud "whoever is there, this is not the time to scare Autumn or me." I listened, but nothing happened and our room stayed comfortably cool.
I listened to her monitor to see if I could hear anything in her room. When I felt that everything was going to be ok, I decided to laundry and get ready for bed thinking that my husband would be home soon. I laid down in bed and felt weird. I turned the TV on and decided that maybe it was just my nerves not that I had calmed down from the noises.
Later that night after my husband got home and we got to sleep. I woke up to the feeling that something wasn't right. I started to get up to go to my daughter's room and I heard her hit the side of her crib and start to cry. I ran to her room to find her standing up and looking at her closet door. I got her up and put her in bed with me.
That next night, Friday night, my husband left again to go riding with a couple of his friends, and again I heard the noise in our bedroom. I called my husband again and told him what I heard. He comes rushing home to find that my daughter and I sitting in the living room scared out of our minds. She was bawling and would not stop and refused to go to our room or even look down the hallway. We managed to get her calmed down and we talked about what it could be.
After we got done talking he left again and I went to the bedroom to try and get some sleep if I could. I turned on my computer to play a game of solitaire and was watching a movie on the TV. After about 45 minutes to an hour I thought I heard a noise coming from the living room. I got to see that my cat was back, the one that had passed away a couple weeks ago. He was heading down the hallway to my daughter's room.
I followed to see him vanish into the bathroom that once had his litter box. I poked my head in to check on my daughter and she was sleeping fine. I headed back to my room. Suddenly I felt as though everything was going to be ok. I looked around and said more to myself then out loud, "Thank you Pappy."
I told my husband when he got home about seeing Patches again and the feeling that I got when I was heading back to the bedroom. He was happy that I finally got some sleep. We decided that that night our daughter would stay at his mom's house and we would go riding 4-wheelers so she could get a good night sleep and we could have night to ourselves.
We dropped her off and headed out to place that a couple of friends were staying. One of my friends and I decided that we were going to ride by ourselves to get away from the campsite and everyone to enjoy the nighttime. We headed up one of the trails and I felt as if someone was holding on to my back. I slowed down and tried to look behind me and then the feeling was gone. I shook it off and continued on my way. We got to the top of the hill and I mentioned to her what I felt and she said the same thing happened to her. We both looked at each other knowing the history of the land we shook it off to being someone that was once here.
The history of the land where we ride has seen many wrecks. There have been wrecks that had resulted in death, or devastating injuries. The families that live around that area have been fighting with each other for years and people would be found dead in the creek beds. There have been people breaking into vehicles that would result in gunfight when the owners would see them.
Well, my friend and I continued to ride by ourselves until we reached a spot that both her and I got scared. We stopped to pee and heard people talking. We knew that no one else was riding with us and that there was no one around that could have been out there. We decided that we were going to head back to the campsite and I told my husband what I had witnessed. He told me not to be worried and if I felt anything strange for the rest of the night that we would leave.
I don't know what, whatever it is, is trying to say to me. I can't stand the feeling of being watched and the fear of what my daughter might see when I'm not in her room with her. She can tell what it is that she sees, but it still scares me.
I don't know what to do about our home. If anyone can give me an ideas on what to do it would be greatly appreciated.