I moved into a house in Harker Heights, when I first saw it, I loved all the mirrors that it had, even on the ceiling. When I first moved in, I didn't have any problems. It all started about three months after that. At this time, my son was only a year old. It started with this weird feeling like I was being watched. Then I started to hear what sounded like foot steps going from my kitchen tile floor to the carpet in my bed room. I would get up and nothing would be there and it was just me and my son at the house.
About a month after I first heard that, I was laying in my bed and it felt like someone got in the bed with me. I sat up and turned on the lights, nothing was there, well visible any ways. I thought I must have been dreaming and went back to bed. A few hours later I felt it curl up with me. It didn't give me a bad feeling like it was evil. At first I thought it could have been my dog Sheba that had passed a few years before that because it was curled up right behind my knees and she would do that. This would happen one or two times a week or anytime that it would storm. This continued for about six months.
After that, something else came, it was dark and gave me chills all over. I would walk into a room and it would get so cold. I could hear loud steps through the house. Then my son would start to cry and I would go in his room and he would be staring at the ceiling or would cover his head with the blanket and rock. I was on my way into his room one night when I heard what sounded like wings over the monitor and then he screamed so loud, I ran and got him, he looked so scared. After that he would not go into his room at night at all. He also would tell me some days where it was, he would say the mean thing is there and point to it. I could walk where he would tell me and there it would be cold. The doors would open and shut, my keys would disappear almost daily. I had my friend come and stay with me because I was afraid to be there by my self.
It got so bad that it would start to push us or pinch us, even my son. People used to say that I was crazy until I would invite them to my house and show them. The ghost or evil being was not shy, it would act up daily and with any one there. I went through and blessed the house, when I first lit the sage I felt it push me so hard, it almost knocked me down. I went through the whole house and it calmed down for a few days then came back.
After it came back, there was also another spirit there, this was a good spirit, I could go into a cold room and feel a warm breeze past by me. My son told me that it was a boy. I later got a picture of the little boy in the mirror in my room. Also when all of this was going on, my light bill went from $100 to well over $300 per month. I didn't stay there much after that. Also when the boy came, the city was doing construction right behind my house, on what was a wooded area. I think that he may have died there and was drawn to my house after that.
I know that my son still see things and now he is almost three years old and he can tell me more. We went past the old house and out of the blue he asked "is the scary man still in there?". We have been out since that and he will say that he sees people that aren't there or he asked me once if he could go play with the kids at the park but it was completely empty, I asked him what he saw and he described them in good detail to me.
Since then I have read up a lot on ghost and spirits and will not move into anywhere with all of those mirrors again. They are portals for spirits to come through. One thing that I should have done was to get rid of the mirror on my dress or before I moved, but I didn't know that then, sometime I will hear things but nothing bad has happened.
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