So let me just say that I have dealt with hauntings since I was a little girl, I have always had a sense there was something odd I guess you could say. My mother said it started from birth at my grandmothers house, I would follow things with my eyes, talk to people she couldn't hear or see, I would have conversations as if answering questions also asking and sound as if I got a response she said the way it would happen was not normal like she had seen other kids do and one day she got freaked out hearing me talk to them because my voice would change drastically not something cute or funny she would say but horrifying.
For a long time she blamed it on my birthday since I was born on Halloween I got a kick outta that and when she would ask me about them I would say I can't tell her they asked me not to. When we moved out of my grandmas house things got worse and fast we moved into what was supposed to be a guest house it was a semi long dirt driveway one house in front and one in back. We were in back that's when the night terrors started and things grabbing me and I started seeing shadow people. My mothers own behaviour changed, as well she always looked scared I guess is the best word.
I would over hear her telling my father about water coming out of the light sockets and walls sweating he never believed her, even had an electrician come and he acted as if my mom were weird I remember him saying "I'm sorry mam but that's just impossible" and her getting angry. Things just kept getting worse I was hearing voices, and what would sound like plastic crumbling in my ear, My mother and father began fighting everyday, all day my mother told him that my aunt had warned her that demons would try to break up the family they fed off the negative and enjoyed what they were causing, that's why she put a bible under my pillow once. My night terrors stopped as quick as they came but not what was happening around me.
He did not believe her, He started acting very different more evil and we were only more scared as things went on, finally one day my mother said we were moving to the house in front she had 2 more children now and we needed the space nothing changed as far as activity just messed with me more I would awake to them snatching a pillow from under my head or seeing them have my sisters blanket float next to her and her face being complete fear.
One night we were in the living room playing video games and I felt my braided ponytail go up as if someone grabbed it and was holding it. I told my sister to leave me alone and she looked at me crazy and said I'm way over here. I looked around to find my little brother and my mother and now sister staring at my pony tail which was in the air by itself. I freaked out and ran and it just dropped. They would make things fall out of a closed cabinet unlock doors we would leave for walks come home and everything would be on, the toilet would flush or the shower would come on there would be bangs on doors the works... Eventually we moved out but it didn't matter even though it wouldn't mess with anyone else it always did me.
I would hear things crash in my room turn on the light and nothing there I would hear heavy foot steps nothing there and always had the feeling of someone or something watching me...
When I fell in love and moved here to FL. Within the 5 years things had clamed down for me until I moved in the house I'm in now. Right away I felt odd felt like I was being watched, then it was back to seeing shadow people hearing my name being called, strange noises, voices, at this point I'm used to it I don't like it but there is no getting away I have learned to ignore what I can and I went on about my life and had my son he's now 2 and beginning to show signs that he can see something we can't for one thing. He is terrified of his room at first he was good he would go to sleep just fine in there all of a sudden he would scream and cry looking so terrified.
I started to realize that this is where I was seeing most of the shadow people when we first moved in 3yrs ago, one night his father was out and we were getting ready to go to bed we were walking to the room when he turned around and said "well hello" looking at the wall and I had turned off the lights behind us so there was no shadow, Then he would be watching TV. And jump up look at the ceiling and say momma what's that I would say the ceiling baby and he would be following something and watch it go to the hall and then he would say "oh momma where'd it go"? He's done this to me more then once.
Other times he will be playing and run to me looking scared saying momma its scary, momma get it I would tell him to show me and run to me looking scared saying momma its scary, momma get it I would tell him to show me and he'll point to the wall or the ceiling I thought maybe he seen a bug even though he shows no fear any other time so I tell him to tell it Don't scare me or I'm not going to play with you or Be nice mr ghost no scare me
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I guess his message was, choose carefully or suffer the consequences. I would say, there are always consequences, whether you choose or not..., be careful.
God Bless đ