Who's That Knocking At My Door Door Door

I am a single mother of 3 children, ages 8, 7 and 2. My oldest and I have always had this ability to just emotionally connect with... Well really anything. And pick up on things that are a little unexplainable.

We recently (within the past 2 months) moved into an actual house, no more apartment living. We were pretty excited. Until about a week and a half of living there. I'll start from the beginning and go through the experiences that we have experienced.

I began to feel very sad, but the feeling only came over me when I was in my daughter's room doing my normal routine. I, for some reason, really began focusing on her closet and, as I stated before, I only began to feel this very shortly after we moved in, nothing before that.

The next day, my son was playing with his paper guitar. This comes along with a little drum pad that you can plug in, etc. To work they must have electricity. He was playing with the guitar and thought he'd switch over to the drums. Before he could, the drums turned on by themselves and began to play. (He mentioned later that it was pretty impressive, if it was a ghost it was on beat.) When he realized it was not plugged in, he ran out of the room to find me. Very scared, he reluctantly went to bed that night but would not stay in his room. He felt like someone was watching him. I agreed to let him crash on the floor with his sisters. He has been on their floor or the couch ever since.

A few days had gone by and nothing happened. Then one night my boyfriend and I were trying to sleep when we heard someone in the kitchen opening up cabinets and closing them. Of course we both thought one of my kids had gotten up and was in there eating a midnight snack or getting a glass of water; however, when he came back he said everybody was snoring... Nobody in there. Now I should probably mention we had a dog at the time, but he's not really normal. Best way to describe Dexter would be if he were human I'd imagine he would have Down Syndrome. No offense to anyone reading this, but he is very different. I mention the dog, because some might say well maybe it was a pet. However, he stays in the laundry room at night, so no way it was him.

That same night I woke up freezing, and asked my boyfriend to get up and turn the air down. When he returned, he asked, "Did you turn the air down to 65? (I always keep my house between 70 and 73, unless it's like 100 degrees outside.) I shook my head, and we quietly assumed it had to be one of the kids. We asked all 3 of them the next day. They all genuinely seemed to be stating the truth when they responded... No way, we know better.

Again a few days passed and nothing occurred. Then one night as we were falling asleep, again we heard footsteps down the main hallway... But nothing... Everyone else was passed out and Dexter was in his room. At this point I got really mad. I was just sick of it. I do not like it when I can't figure something out... And this was just the beginning.

That same night we were fast asleep, no disruptions... We slept peacefully, that is until we woke up. I got up like normal and headed towards the kitchen to make coffee... Front door standing wide open... I freaked. I ran around screaming the kids' names, making sure everyone was accounted for. At this point I totally forgot the ghost issue, assuming we have a little 2-year-old running around as we sleep (we both sleep like the dead) or a possible sleep walker.

About a week or so I guess it was, again we are both fast asleep. At this point, we have woken up 3 different times to either the front door or back door wide open. Since the first time this happened, we have made sure the two-year-old is asleep with us at night... Just to be safe. So like I said we are all asleep, when someone, or something tells me very loudly in my ear... To go get them. Like I said before, it's very hard to get me up by just talking, even yelling does not work. I sat up in bed and just knew that there was something outside my window. Don't ask how, because I don't know how I knew. I just did. I shook my boyfriend to get up and check the house. He looks around confused and starts to go into zombie apocalypse mode. We found nothing.

The next morning, I went out on the back patio to enjoy a cup of coffee and noticed the plants under my window had been trampled. Like somebody was standing there on top of them. Of course I freaked out, but then I realized the ghost was trying to warn us. I guess whomever it is knows that if I did catch somebody trying to harm my family or break into my house... I would mess them up... For real.

All of the following has happened within the last week since 5/30/2012

I had family come into town and they stayed with us. My brother and his girl were in my son's room and my mom offered to sleep on the couch. The first night, my brother and his girlfriend were fast asleep when the ghost began tugging at their blanket. Then the next day my other brother felt someone tap on his shoulder and say his name (female voice) but he was there alone.

Because I was freaked out by the doors being wide open, my brother installed extra bolt locks at the very top of door where the kids couldn't get to it, even if they were on a chair. These locks were installed 2 nights ago. Now every night in the middle of the night, we hear knocking at the door, like someone is there but nothing. This morning I woke up to the back door being unlocked but not the top "extra" bolt lock.

I don't really know what to do, but this is becoming really annoying. Oh yeah, it likes to kick the breaker to the microwave and change the time on my alarm clock.

Well, that's it for now. I guess I'll continue to post if, I mean when, other things occur. Thanks for reading my story.

Please let me know if anybody has any suggestions. I don't want to upset it or really contact it. I feel like that might make it more active, don't really know what to do. I've dealt with experiences my whole life. Nothing this smart before.

Oh, and about 2 weeks ago our dog Dexter mysteriously vanishes we have no clue what happened to him.