If you've read any of my other stories, you know that I live in my childhood home now, with my husband and son (my daughter will be born this January). This series of incidents involves my son. Sorry it is going to be rather long, but it is a few things that happened in a short amount of time. The occult/metaphysical reverend that performed my wedding is a close family friend and he also blessed Daemian when he was a baby. He said when he looked at Daemian's eyes, they were very clear and that he sensed Daemian would be able to see spirits, so this is a big reason why I am wondering.
For the past few months, my son has been acting really strangely. I can't say for 100% that this is a ghostly experience, because I can't see anything that he's looking at, but I would like to know some of your opinions about it.
For the past few months, he seems to have been interacting with something/someone and if he is, there seems to be two very different something's around the house. My little boy, Daemian is almost two years old (this January), so he is at the point where he can play and entertain himself. He talks some, but a lot of the time I don't fully understand what he's trying to tell me. If I could, this would not be an issue, because I would just ask him what was going on and he would be able to explain to me. But he's too little as of now, so I need some ideas as to what he may be experiencing.
Sometimes I will peek into his room on him to see if he has woke up from his nap yet, and I will find him playing peek-a-boo with nothing, or with his little face down on his bed for a moment, and then he will spring up quickly (a kind of "Here I am!" game). Sometimes he will just be lying in his bed chattering away like he does with his father and me. But there won't be a soul in his room with him, and he doesn't notice me peeking in until I say something to him, so he's not playing these games with me.
He will be running around the living room playing like little boys do and he will suddenly stop, smile very widely and wave into the hallway, saying "Hi!" like he does when he sees a person in town that interests him. Sometimes instead of saying "Hi" he will say "E!" which is how he calls my friend Edgar. I will ask him what he's doing and he will just say, "Momma, Huddy!" Huddy means "lookie" to Daemian, and he will also use it as his universal word for things that he doesn't already know the word for. Kind of like "thing". I look down the hall and I don't see a thing. But I don't feel anything dangerous at these times so I continue to let him play.
Lately, within the last month, things have changed a little bit. He will still play happily with whatever he is seeing, but something else will happen as well. It started one afternoon when I put him down for his nap. Usually he lays right down in bed and naps, and sometimes he will fuss just a little bit if I take him away from playing, but it's only little, quiet whines.
That day when I put him into his bed, he was a little fussy, but he was okay. I let him stay in bed and I went back into the living room. He had only been in bed a few minutes (not long enough to fall asleep and have a nightmare) and he suddenly screams and begins crying very loudly. This was not fussing, he was scared (mothers, you know what I mean. We can tell). So I went in to check on him and he was genuinely crying and scared. I checked the room, and looked to see if maybe he got hurt, and nothing. Eventually he went to sleep and was fine. This incident has happened two or three times.
There were two more similar times when we were in the living room together. He was pointing at something behind my porcelain doll display case, so I went over there to see if maybe one of his toys got stuck behind it. I looked and nothing at all was there (there's only maybe a 2 inch space between the back of the case and the wall). While I was standing there, telling him I didn't see anything, he starts screaming again, then cries hysterically, telling me that he wants his daddy (who was at work). He screamed and cried, very upset until I rocked him to sleep. This living room experience has happened twice, only one of which centered around the doll case.
Three days ago, my mother was over, and we were watching him play outside. My mom and I were on the porch and Daemian was on the cement, right off the step. My mom told him to go get his toy jeep (big enough to fit two GI Joes in), which was only about 15 or 20 feet away, just at the turn to go to the back side of the house. He ran over to his jeep excitedly, and went to pick it up. The front wheels weren't even off the ground before he stopped in his tracks, turned around and ran as fast as he could back to me and my mom, gripping our legs scared but not crying. My mom and I thought that maybe there had been a desert toad in his jeep so we went to check. Nothing in the jeep and nothing right around the area.
I should note that right after the first experience happened, I had a strange dream about two families that lived on our property (in mobile homes and trailers) in the 60's and 70's. In this dream, both families were Caucasian (this may not seem important at the moment, but you'll see where I'm going with it later) and both were small. The first family was a mother, father and two children. The eldest was a daughter, teenager, and she was murdered on the property. The second family also had a teenage daughter that was murdered on the property as well, by the same murderer that murdered the first girl. The dream was very vivid so it bothered me a lot. I asked my dad and grandpa about the property's history and they each told me that nobody had put homes on this property before we owned it. The only people that ever may have lived on our land were maybe Paiute or other type of Native Americans that lived in the area before my town was established. So the dream could not have been real. There were no Caucasian teenage girls haunting my land/home.
At first I thought this was nothing, but putting this series together, I just don't know. Do you guys think my son is seeing something that I can't? Could it be his/my imagination? Coincidence? Something real? I don't know what to make of it. I don't want to jump to conclusions, but he is scared of very little. Bugs and animals don't scare him. The only thing that really does seem to is loud noises or making mean faces at him.
My house is not haunted, because my family is the only people who have ever lived in it and no one died here (besides pets). But from other stories, I have read that the land could be haunted. This made me think of something that I didn't originally think of. If there were Native Americans on my property before the house was ever put up, could they still be here in spirit? I am leaning toward this idea for the friendly spirit (s) that he plays with, because of the way he said, "E!" while pointing down the hallway. I thought that maybe he was seeing something that reminded him of my friend. When he sees people that look and dress like Edgar in town, he always says "E!" and wants to go see the person he believes is Edgar.
Edgar is a Hispanic man. His family is from Mexico and he has very dark skin. Since my son is so little he doesn't understand that not everyone with dark skin is Edgar, and it doesn't matter if he sees Native American, African American, or Hispanic American men in town, he thinks that it is my friend. Could the Native Americans my grandpa mentioned be in my house/land from many years ago, and could Daemian just have mistaken them for Edgar because of the slightly similar skin-tone? If he did, then the Native American spirit is friendly. But what on Earth is the being that is scaring him? Surely they can't be the same thing. Help me out. What do you guys think?