I Believe It May Be Curious, But Is It Harmful

I'm still not sure where to begin with this, because this is more of a continuing of the last couple of experiences I have posted here. The experiences are more frequent, and although I am not scared of what is in my home, my body says otherwise.

As of lately I have been experiencing migraines, everyday. I wake up with one, and usually after taking something to sooth it, I can finally rest.

One evening, my husband and I decided to head to bed. It wasn't late, actually early for him, but late for myself, Between 8:00 and 8:30pm. Around 3:45 am I woke up and turned over, took a look at my phone, and remembered it was Saturday morning no getting up early. I turned back over and fell back to sleep.

At 4:30 exactly I again turned over took a look at my phone saw what time it was, and then as I turned back over realized I wasn't in my body.

I was laying down, but behind myself. My husband still in the same position, in front of me, and I felt invisible hands pushing me. I couldn't see the hands but I felt the pushing with such great force, it was shocking.

While I still lay there, I pushed back hard as I could, and I could feel what I believe to be my soul, entering back into my body, it felt warm, inviting, and secure and once again I felt a powerful push against me. As I pushed back I realized my hands were going through my husband, I started to yell "NO, No!" Envisioned a prayer to God then I pushed back with what seemed to be all of my strength and finally whatever it was let go. I could feel a heaviness lift.

As soon as that heaviness dissipated, I sat straight up eyes open and all, and shook my husband awake. He turned around, probably shocked from the sudden alert, and asked me what was wrong. I couldn't explain what I had just experienced. After this I have been having the hardest time falling asleep at night. I wake up hot, sweating, and wake up still exhausted.

I have been hearing footsteps walking up and down the hallway, during the night and day. While I lay there trying to relax, I meditate before I go off to dream land, I have heard the footsteps getting closer, and now entering my room.

Two nights ago, my husband fast asleep, I heard the footsteps again, this time upon entering the room. I felt and heard a swoosh, almost like a layer of heaviness enter and settle in the entire room. I can't explain that either. I felt it closer, because the heaviness, was thick and like I've stated it doesn't frighten me. But my heart started to beat harder, and my right foot became hot, it was the only one out of the covers.

Then today, I was lying in my bed, trying to take a quick nap. All alone in the home, it was peaceful. Perfect really. I layed there about 5 minutes before the footsteps started up. I heard it make its way up to room door and stop. I thought maybe it was my dog, but he is in a crate during certain times of the day, so I sit up and look at the door, no one or the dog is there. Not thinking I hadn't heard anything walk away. I get up and look down the hall, in the rooms, check on the dog, he's fast asleep, and as usual no one is home, but me.

This is a common occurrence. I believe whatever is here gets kicks out of disturbing what little sleep I can get during the day. I lay back down for all of 10 minutes still wide awake, I hear the footsteps again. So I close my eyes and lay still. The footsteps make there way around my bed and stop where my head lay. Again my heart started beating harder and more rapid, and a sound of what seems like my ears going deaf, happened.

I open my eyes, and nothing! Absolutely nothing that I can see is there. Before I could get up out of the bed to investigate once again, my dog starts whining. I run towards the living room where his crate is at, and he begins to hit the crate with his paws trying to get out. I let him out, and for the rest of the afternoon, he has stayed by my side.

Around two weeks ago, I was lying in bed, and my daughter had come in the room to lay with me until she fell asleep. She had been playing around with the flashlight when I felt her jerk forward. She was laying with her back directly on mine, so when she moves in the slightest I can feel it. When she jerked forward, I saw the light from the flashlight shine on the ceiling. I turned around and noticed she was on the floor, picking up the flashlight. I asked her what she was doing, because of the jerking motion I figured she was playing.

She looked up at me, and gasped. Her face had every bit of terror showing in it. I asked her again what was she doing. She kept staring, didn't say anything jumped back into bed, and pulled the covers over her head.

The next afternoon she had school, so I waited for her return.

I asked her why she was so scared. She told me she would never sleep in my room again. I asked her why, and she stated "I was shining the light around the room, and something grabbed it out of my hand. I got out of the bed, and when you turned around I saw a little girl laying next to you, smiling at me." I asked her if the little girl scared her, she said yes. I asked her why. She said because she had an evil smile, and she was the one who grabbed the flashlight and threw it on the floor. I then proceeded to ask her why she didn't tell me last night. She said because she was to scared she just wanted to go to sleep.

Now 4 nights ago. My oldest son D and my middle son share a room. He woke up early that morning, which he rarely does unless its for school, and was excited to tell about some events that had taken place that night.

He said mom, X (his brother) sat straight up in the bed eyes still closed, and crawled onto the floor, onto D's bed and asked "Are you still using that?" Then turned around crawled back onto the floor, back onto his bed, and layed there for the remainder of the night.

I asked him if he was awake. He said "No mom he had been asleep for almost 2 hours, I was on my phone and I saw him sit straight up it was creepy!"

We waited for X to wake up and asked him what he was doing last night. To our amazement he had no idea what we were talking about.