I haven't posted on here for awhile because things had somewhat died down. Of course that quiet time must have just been the eye of the storm. Happenings at my home have been picking up tremendously and it is starting to concern me ALOT. Not because I fear for my well being per say but more for the fear of my 2 1/2 year olds.
You can read back to a few other stories I have posted on here and see the trend of whatever is happening getting progressively more intense. My thoughts on a lot of the prior activity were based on my lifestyle. I get stressed easily and am bi-polar. It is easy for me to mask my feelings with drinking etc to cope. Unfortunately when being in that state you let your guard down and don't always act the way a loving father and husband should (I'm not physically abusive). Anyways, I felt that whatever might be happening was a result of a ghost / demon feeding off of my negative vibes.
A few months ago I joined a gym, quit smoking / drinking and have been working real hard to keep a positive view on life. This had been working, I thought until here recently. Here are some examples of what has been going on...
My wife and I are 'losing' things all the time. We always put our cell phones and keys in one spot - out of reach from our kiddies. Well, they keep disappearing on us and turning up in the most random places. Just last week, I had come home from work, put my cell phone in the basket on top of the entertainment center and made dinner. After I fed the kids I went to call my mom and noticed my phone wasn't where I had left it. I searched high and low and could not find it! Because my wife was at work, I got online and text messaged myself - Riiing riiing, it was going off somewhere in my bedroom with me! I ended up finding it in my top dresser drawer in the back pocket of a pair of jeans. Weird. A while back I couldn't find my keys - this went on for a week. I chalked them up to being lost. We bought a new bed frame for our king bed. When I removed the mattress off of the box springs guess what was laying right in the middle of the two? Yep - my keys!
Most recently, the other night I had just put my 13 month old down. I was walking down the hall with my 2 year old and was about to go in the kitchen with him to get some juice when all of sudden he froze and refused to go in - pointing to the far side of the kitchen saying, "no, I can't go in there, he scares me." This really angered me so I calmly said aloud, "I don't appreciate you frightening my little boy, this is January 23 year 2009, you need to move on with the help of God and leave my family alone." That was that.
The next night I was rocking my 13 month old before bed when I saw a white light stream from my bedroom (which I was looking straight into) and down the hall. I recall going, "WOW" inside my head because it was so blunt and in your face. After lying him down I let my 2 year old finish watching his show and I put him down. I always lay him down, read a book and go get him some water before saying his I love you's. While in the kitchen getting his water plain as day, a figure walked by my kitchen doorway - I first saw it out of my peripheral then I turned quickly and saw it dead on just before it had gone totally out of sight. I tried to rationalize thinking it was my 2 year old out of bed so I checked - NOPE. It gave me the chills and for the first time at this house I got a total sense of dread and uneasiness. I even called my mom and had to talk to her. The only way I can describe this feeling is the same as the feeling I had in my house when I still lived at home (the one where the woman had committed suicide before we moved in).
Just last night (my wife was finally off work for a night) we were on the couch watching Biggest Loser when we heard a loud moan / groan from the back rooms. The kids were asleep so we kept watching TV. The sound caught my attention and set a red flag off - my wife is still not as accepting to these encounters so I kept it to myself. After about 10 minutes my 2 year old started screaming bloody murder and yelling NO NO NO. We ran back to him and he was lying down with his arms outstretched in front of him shaking uncontrollable. He kept saying something about "that man". He would not stop shaking.
Basically I would loooove to think that he was experiencing 'night terrors' - that with time goes away. I hate to think he is being tormented by an entity. Do you think my talking to it and telling it to leave could have increased the activity?
Please any thoughts would so appreciated!
Peace and Love,