I think I should get a nod for being so blatant.
I've always been haunted. Things have gone bump in the night around me for as long as I can remember.
I've heard voices, seen things, felt others.. I guess I was just one of the "lucky" ones.. right? Well, I'm just blessed.. or cursed.. depending on how you look at it.
I'm going to tell you a story.
One of the many I have on hand to share..
I grew up on farms. It wasn't until about a year and half ago that my family moved to the city into a newer house so I was used to the creaks and moans of an old house.
When I was 9 we moved into this old farm house. This house (at least one side) was built in the mid 1800's and was creepy. I felt really weird just being in that house let alone sleeping so I did what any 9 year old would do.. I slept in my older sister's room. After 2 months (give or take a few) my sister made me stay in my own room and I didn't sleep for a while but eventually got over it and without too many incidents.
In order to understand this story you need to meet someone..
|This is my cat Peeps. She is a demon.|
Peeps seems to think she is a dog and used to drink out of the toilet and as you can see, she's pretty little. She's around 10 years old and still only weighs.. maybe 10lbs. That made it ridiculously easy for her to fall into the toilet when she would drink out of it. I fished her out on many occasion. She isn't the brightest crayon in the box and never learned her lesson.
One night, right around 1:30am, I heard splashing coming from my bathroom. I got up, annoyed, thinking she had once again fallen into my toilet. I stumbled my way to the bathroom with sleepy eyes to find the lid on the toilet down. I lifted it up and there was no cat inside. I shrugged and made my way downstairs to see if maybe she was down there.. Turns out all 3 of my cats were outside wandering on our property.
I didn't think much of it and went back to bed.
I hear the splashing again and now I'm just pissed. I'm disoriented from having been asleep and woken up again so I stomp my way back to the bathroom and walk through the door to find the water running. I walked into the bathroom figuring I had just left the water running and walked forward towards the sink to turn it off.
I got about half way to the sink and I couldn't move anymore. My body was completely paralyzed by some unknown force.. perhaps presence and I stood there and watched as the water started splashing every which way as if someone was smacking their hand back and forth through the water soaking me and my bathroom to the bone.
I watched in pure horror until it stopped abruptly and I rushed forward and turned the water off and hauled ass back to my bed and crawled under my covers and didn't resurface until late into the morning when I heard sounds of life downstairs and the sun was all but half way through the sky.
This kind of shit happened to me all the time there. No one else in my family ever had these kinds of experiences.
Basically, my family thinks I'm a little nutty because of it.
I'm a believer in the after life.
Maybe that does make me crazy.
For another one of my ghost stories go to Midwestern Mama's page on Saturday, October 30th where I talk about the time I actually saw something.
Have you had any ghostly experiences?