We moved into our dream home in June 2008, a little more than a year ago. It is a 2 storey colonial with 5 bedrooms, built in 1970. It is a big home but we kind of grew into it, so it doesn't feel too big. We have spent the last year painting, buying furniture, and making it our own. We are very proud of it and enjoy living here very much. I never felt spooked or afraid in this house until recently. Now I am at a loss as to what to think.
My husband works rotating shifts, sometimes all day, sometimes all night. He uses one of the spare bedrooms to sleep in while he's working his shifts, but when he's off; he joins me in the master bedroom. On July 9, 2009, I woke up unexpectedly about 4 A.M. This is not unusual for me because I often have trouble sleeping through the night. Whenever I wake up, I put the TV on and can usually get back to sleep again. I guess the TV disturbed my husband this time and he too was awake. He got up and went to the bathroom down the hall. While he was gone, I continued to watch TV but then became aware of a breathing sound next to my side of the bed. My husband was just coming back into the room. I said, "Larry, something is breathing over here." The TV was still on, not real loud but at a comfortable volume where I didn't have to strain my ears. He said, "I hear it". I muted the TV and we both still heard the breathing. It sounded exactly like someone was asleep and was exhaling rhythmically like every few seconds. There were no inhaling sounds, just exhaling. It was the sound of someone sleeping peacefully, nothing scary about it at all.
We thought that maybe my son had snuck in the room while we were sleeping and had fallen asleep next to the bed. My husband checked beside the bed, under it, and under a table near the bed that has a long draping tablecloth. Nothing. I got up and went into my son's room and he was fast asleep. I stopped at my daughter's room and she too was asleep in bed. At this point, I was convinced that there must be some small animal in the room, like a squirrel or something. What other explanation could there possibly be? I went back to the bedroom and stood by the door. I told Larry to keep looking so that if it woke up and ran out, I could close the door and trap it in the bedroom. I didn't want to risk it running through the house and losing it. I stood there ready to close the door. The breathing continued but nothing was there. It was insane! "Where the hell is it? WHAT is it?" I was getting freaked out now. Larry turned on the overhead light. The breathing suddenly stopped, as mysteriously as it began.
The next day, we tried to re-enact the remote possibility of hearing our kids snoring through the air conditioning duct. It was a long shot, especially since the duct is very high near the ceiling and not in the area where we heard the sounds the night before. Larry went into each of their rooms and breathed heavily, first with the a/c on, then with it off. I heard nothing at all. I knew I wouldn't. How could this possibly be explained? If it was just me, alone in the room in the middle of the night, I know I would never be able to convince him of what I heard. But he was there too, and heard it just as clearly as I did.
There has been another strange occurrence I have encountered a few weeks later. Again, I awoke in the middle of the night, by the unmistaken sound of the remote control falling off the bed and onto the hardwood floor. It sounded like it fell right behind the headboard. I remember thinking, "Damn! Now, I'll have to feel around under there with my hand." It's a very tight squeeze between the headboard and the wall. I got ready to reach down but when I rolled over, the remote was right beside me. This same thing happened once before, a few months before the breathing incident. I was puzzled about it but just thought maybe I was dreaming. Now, I'm not so sure.
I am not the type of person who would be happy about the prospect of living with a ghost. In fact, it kind of freaks me out. But ever since this happened, I find myself sitting there and replaying it over and over in my head. I am really spooked, jumpy, and paranoid to be alone in my room.
Next month, we plan on remodelling the master bathroom in our bedroom. I heard that ghosts don't particularly like new construction in their house. I am getting nervous about getting the work started. Am I being crazy? The breathing did not sound at all threatening, so logically I guess I shouldn't be afraid of it. I am not aware of anyone dying here. We purchased the house from its original owners.
If anyone can offer any thoughts or suggestions about this, I would love to hear them.