Who Was That Man?

I had just gotten all of my songs on my newest hand-held music player and finished with all of my chores. So I was pretty stoked about getting some nice cold sweet tea I had in the French door fridge. I didn't notice how late it was until parting from my room and turning from the living room, and into the kitchen where I could see out the wide glass panel sliding doors, nothing but black. Usually by this time I'd have closed them.

Well the fridge sets right across from the transparent doors. My ear itched so I went to grab for the cord to pull it out of my ear. (Bad I know) But, it was a jerky itch the one that hurts automatically and you just HAVE to get at. On accident I ended up reaching wrong pulling both of the plugs from my ears. Well I stood there a minute my ears were completely fine nothing buzzed, hurt or ached. I grabbed for the pitcher of tea and I distinctively heard a very gruff male voice ask me with a tone of annoyance where those glass doors were. "Hey, what are you doing?"

I turned on a dime, put the tea down and faced the direction I had heard the voice. I swore those words to be from my friend in my house! And, I said "Nothin!" To my sheer amazement no one was there at all. And, I mean amazement because the voice was so clear and familiar to me. I was so dumb-founded I went into my room and asked him if he was just out there talking to me, and he told me no.

Whenever I walked back out to the kitchen to investigate further because I SWORE! Someone was right across from me talking to me, my friend came with me. As I described to him what happened because he was bewildered by the whole odd ordeal he had to check it out too the threshold to the kitchen was cold.

I told my Mom, and she walked around the house blessing it, and that was the first and last very strange experience I've ever had in this home of two years staying time.