The Corner

Even though my house is only 15 years old, built on farmland, and we are the only family to have ever lived here, I still know that there's something not quite right. I've had tons of experiences here, from doors opening and rattling to footsteps of someone walking around my room at night. One time I jolted awake to see a little girl next to my bed. However, there is one story in particular that I find particularly interesting and creepy.

I've always been a very vivid dreamer. I also can lucid dream naturally, and was blessed with the ability to wake myself up out of a sleep. However, my "gifts" involving dreaming can be kind of scary at times. I have many deceased relatives, more than the average 16 year old I would say. What has happened on countless occasions is I'll have my deceased relatives come to me in a dream. Then, at one point, I'll sit up in bed, and talk to them as if they're in the room. However, I always direct what I'm saying to a certain corner in my room, straight across from the end of my bed. I'm not completely awake as I talk to them; almost like a sleepwalking scenario, but I always remember what happened the next morning. It's hard for me to say if they actually respond, but I have the intense feeling of them being there and picturing them in that corner, every time, without fail.

This is where the circle starts to connect. In that corner of my room, there's a dresser that I used to have a pink flower lamp on. When I was younger, I would sleep with it on like a night light since I've always hated the dark. When I was about 13, the lamp stopped working, and we threw it out. I took that as a sign that I was probably too old to be sleeping with a nightlight anyways, so I never got another lamp.

This past summer, I was asleep in my bed, having no kind of dream that was distinct enough for me to remember. However, randomly, I woke up in the middle of the night, and saw a bright light coming from the corner. I distinctly remember thinking to myself, "Crap, I left the lamp on all night," but falling back to a sound sleep soon after. Upon waking up the next morning, I realized what had happened. That lamp hadn't been there for years, but I knew that I had seen a light. Coming from that same corner.

In the future, I plan on elaborating on some of my other experiences here. I just feel like this one is really interesting so I decided to share it first.