Back To The Flat

On the weekend of the 14th of January the kids and I moved out of the house and back in to the flat (the same flat we had lived when they were still babies, and where my grandfather had manifested and terrorised my mother about 2 years ago)

The first night there Tim and Elaine slept over (they had helped me move), so my kids slept in my room with me. From the second night that I've been sleeping in my room alone I've been very aware of a presence. What freaks me out is that I have not felt either of my grans or Charlie since the move.

The presence is not negative per se, however it WANTS to be noticed. The first night I was sitting watching a series until late. I leave the bedroom door open so the kids can get to the toilet at night. As I sat watching I distinctly heard the sound of a teaspoon dropping in to an empty coffee mug. No doubt what the sound was. It came from the kitchen. The kids were fast asleep, so I got up and checked. No mugs on the counter, no spoons out of place.

I can't go to sleep with the lights off (considering I slept like a baby when the house was pitch black it's alarming), I constantly feel like someone is watching me from the closet. Incidentally that's exactly where my grandfather used to hover when he was pestering my mom. But he was banished, so I know it wasn't him.

This morning (24 January 2017) I was busy brushing my teeth. Bent over the basin I had my back to the door. I heard the sound of someone squeezing in between the door and the bath. The shower curtain made a noise as someone brushed against it and I immediately felt someone right behind me. I jolted upright and looked around, nothing there. I hyperventilated for a few seconds and then bent back over to finish when someone breathed directly in to my left ear. I left the bathroom as quickly as I could. While I was sitting at my dressing table doing my make-up I saw my one closet door edging open, until it caught on the latch. I heard the door connect with it.

My friend, Peter came to visit on Thursday evening. We had been talking and he wanted to go for a smoke. So we went outside, to the front yard. He walked out ahead of me, headed to the front gate. I stopped by the kitchen door. Outside lights are still not fixed after lightning struck the house in December, so it was quite dark. But I could see him in the glow of the street light. I watched him checking his phone, and he was standing there talking. I was quite amused because I knew he wasn't talking to me, I figured he must be talking to the phone. And then he looked up, before quickly looking to his left where I was standing. I was about 6m away from him to his left. He looks at me and he asks if I've been there the whole time. I said yes, I hadn't moved. He says it's impossible, he could see me standing right in front of him as he looked over his phone. He could see a woman's bare legs inches in front of him and as he thought it was me he was talking to. I said no, it definitely wasn't me. He left less than 30 minutes later, he was really freaked out.

Friday night another friend stopped by. This time we went to the back yard when he wanted to smoke, I still had the previous night fresh in my mind. The lady in the house (the new tenant) switched the back yard lights off by accident. So it was dark. I didn't notice anything, but at some point my friend said to me he is sure he saw a woman standing in the back yard by the jungle gym, watching us.

I can't get past the feeling that things are going to get worse, for the first time in a long time I am really afraid of a presence. I have had mental flashes of lying in bed and being grabbed and pulled off the bed. Could be paranoia, could be a warning. Either way I am really afraid.