My House Lorain, Ohio

I thought I'd stop working on the story I was working on and start this one and I can add things as they happen, seeing as things happen when I'm working on my book.

As I'm sitting here working on a story, I hear a piece of silverware fall in my kitchen. My husband is upstairs playing the game so I yell for my dog Jojo. He jumps up and I feel him at my feet under the table. My son isn't home, he's at his girlfriend's in Medina. A lot of stuff has been happening lately.

Earlier today I went upstairs to use the bathroom and when I came out the office door, or 3rd bedroom, was opened and my bedroom light was on which I know I turned it and the TV off when I woke up and went downstairs just an hour earlier for my coffee. I keep the doors closed so Jojo doesn't go in and pee on anything, which he pretty much stays right with us so I yelled downstairs to my husband and asked if he was just up here? He said no! And I told him, "Well, the door is open." He said maybe there was a breeze. No, the door would have to open the opposite way for that to happen.

Then yesterday, I was again working on my stories and the closet door in my dining room, which is where I'm sitting at my table (the closet is right across from me) opens. My husband comes out of the kitchen and sees it and since it's blocking his path he says, "Are you done in here?" and closes the door and sits on the couch. And it then opens again. He then gets up and shuts it again and checks to make sure nothing in pressing from inside. He jiggles the handle and makes sure it shuts, pulls on it to make sure it's latched and went upstairs. I know it's not a loose floorboard cause there's no basement. It used to be government built housing when they were first built 75 years ago, the floor under the carpet is cement.

About an hour later, I like to multi-task, as I'm working on my stories I'm also making candles. (I like to be in a good mood when making candles because, I believe, that you can pass your negative or positive vibe into the candle. Plus, I had a Wiccan friend who told me that and what each color means but that's another story). Myself, I just like making candles this way my house can smell good without me burning the candles and I can sell them.

But again, as I'm rambling, my dog is looking up the stairs growling and something is making a popping noise in the kitchen closet. But I'm passing that off as the furnace cooling down, seeing that the heat just got to temp and shut off. It's very cold here in the dining room all the time so I even have my little electric fireplace turned on.

Jojo is now sitting on the floor right next to me on my right side and it seems like he is watching something to our right. He's in the middle as if to shield me from it (as if he's a big dog lol). Mind you, he's a 3 year old full breed Shih Tzu about 18 lbs soaking wet, not a mean bone in his body, only growls when you mention bath.

Anyways, 3 days ago me and my husband was sleeping and my husband, Charlie, woke up at about 2:45am on Christmas to the kitchen cupboards downstairs slamming. He got up and checked the house out, everything was locked up. Jojo was sleeping with us. He jumped up and growled but, would not follow Charlie down the stairs. Sometimes he will lay at the bottom of the stairs and not come up where we are it.

Seems like when I work on my stories it stirs up activity. I even see things out the corner of my eyes moving. So far there just noises and seen a couple shadows on the wall which I have blinds and black out curtains so its not headlights.

It doesn't scare me. Well, makes me a little nervous but only because it's the unknown. But, at the same time it's what intrigues me. Not scared or else I'd be upstairs with my husband lol. I'd like to think it's my dad.