I want to start from right after my brother's passing. I explained some unusual incidents that occurred in my first story and now I will write about more unexplained things that happened in our home.
My family and I would occasionally hear a voice calling our names, and this started happening about a month after his passing. One day my youngest daughter, which was 13 years old and I were walking down the hallway going towards the living room and we both were talking and she then said mama. A few seconds after she said mama we both heard someone say "mama" but in a real funny voice and it did sound like my brother.
My daughter and I looked at each other and she said did you hear that and I said yes and we both repeated to each other what we heard. My kids, which I have six have always called me mama, even all of their friends do. When my brother was alive he would sometimes tease me and say mama this, mama that.
Another time my two youngest kids were in school and my then eleven year old son came home from school and said that when he was in class he heard someone call his name and the same thing he said it sounded like his uncle. A few days after that my then thirteen-year-old daughter came home and said mama I need to talk to you alone. I then asked her what was wrong. She then replied while I was sitting in my class today I heard someone calling my name and she said the same thing as my son that it sounded like her uncle. That went on for quite a while the kids would come home once in a while with the same story.
Another incident occurred at my twin son's apartment. He called up one day scared out of his wits. He said that he was in the bathroom shaving when he looked in the mirror he swears he saw his uncle looking at him for a very short time and it really did scare him.
My youngest daughter had asked one day if I had went into her room and fixed her blankets and I told her no. She told me that the night before she was asleep when something woke her up. She said she saw someone lifting her blankets up at the foot of her bed. She said the same way uncle use to.
I failed to tell you in my first story that the day the dishes were moving around in the kitchen I actually prior to that had been in my hallway bathroom praying because I needed a quiet place to go and in my home that's it. I had been worried that maybe my brother's spirit may be lost and that's why we were having all these strange things happen.
I was praying to GOD and asking him to help brother find peace. I asked him to take him to heaven and to take care of him and to be honest, I really was praying hard and that's when my kid's called me and said the dishes were moving and sure enough they were. I started getting scared and my husband felt that brother was trying to get me to go with him because we were so close.
I even went to a church and a preacher told me it couldn't be my brother that it was bad demons or spirits in my home. I asked the preacher if he would come and pray in my home and you can guess what his answer was NO! He said that I needed to do the praying myself in order for the bad spirits to leave, and quite frankly I know he was too darn scared to help.
I do continue to feel a presence at times and for some darn reason always in my hallway bathroom. I will write more at a later time.