If you guys read my first story, here is where it begins...again. I now have two children, the ages of 34 and 6 months. We moved into a new home at the beginning of December. Ever since... Many things have started up again, maybe even have gotten worse.
At first it was just little things. Scratching on walls, things falling, sound of footsteps, sound of someone messing with the dishes, finding the stove on at night, and then me and my family started seeing figures. We have one entity who stands by our bathroom door and just stares. We began to hear banging on our doors and no one would be there. My daughter always tells me she's scared, and she never wants to sleep alone anymore. My son wakes up in the middle of the night screaming.
We finally called in a team of paranormal investigators. According to the psychic, it's no longer just the one haunting I have. We have 3 more to add. She did a cleansing and protection ceremony and suggested we burn sage every day for one week. It didn't seem to do anything but make them angry.
One night my daughter was standing in the kitchen and out of no where told me "the monsters don't want to go away".
I had just finished cleaning one afternoon and went to lay in my bed just to rest. I heard my name being called, and it was gradually getting closer and closer to me. After a while I heard it right over me. I felt as if I was being held down and like something was sitting on my chest. I tried to scream for my husband, but nothing came out. After about 5 minute I was finally able to talk. I was horrified.
My husbands father seems to think it was just sleep paralysis, but I disagree. I wasn't sleeping nor falling asleep.
They seem to LOVE to mess with me when my husband is not home. The activity picks up more.
During the day when the babies nap, I try and nap as well.
One time I had just gotten all comfy and ready to nap. I heard the front door shut and felt someone lay next to me. I thought my husband had come home early, but I was wrong. I turned to find no one there, and then felt someone breathe on me. I jolted out of bed and ran to my babies.
I don't know how to get the activity to stop. It just seems to be getting worse.
I'm not sure what I should do.
Look, we don't have very much money to spend, and they are friends of the family (though I've never met them). They offered to come down free of charge, and I did offer my home and meals to them for a few days so they wouldn't have to pay for a hotel, they declined.
And no, I wasn't very impressed with anything they did. They told me things that I already knew.
I didn't very much like the way they treated me.
They looked at me like I was some kind of monster.
To me, it felt as if they knew something they didn't want to say.
Oh, and if you don't like me, that's fine. I can't change what you think.