Over the years, my home has been fairly normal, nothing too in-your-face scary. But I mean, I've always had that weird sixth sense thing going on. When I was little (ages 4-6), I was terribly conscious of my surroundings, I was scared to death of going to bed. I was rewarded if I slept through the night (normally I'd have nightmares and wake up crying if I did fall sleep). So I'd lie awake staring down my dark hallway or the doorway to my bedroom; I was convinced something was there watching me, for whatever reason. I refused to sleep without my back against the wall, because I knew I couldn't see was behind me. I vividly remember hearing "voices" in my head (though I'd rather not talk about what they said). My mom thought I was crazy or possessed.
My little brother's toys also used to go off in the dead of night (imagine hearing sponge bob's laugh at 3 am), cabinets slammed shut every now and then, and maybe other minor occurrences that made my mother uneasy, but other than that nobody experienced anything profound.
Recently I've noticed a major shift in the energy of the house. However, there has been a lot of negativity surrounding my mom and step dad. They recently split up after 12 years due to their bumping heads 24/7. My step dad is very unhappy and has major OCD, and my mom is hard headed and very entitled. She has this vision in her head of "peace", though nothing and no one fits her expectations and she is always unhappy for this reason. Nothing is ever good enough for either one of them.
It's been a rather stressful and intense environment for everyone and I don't find it comfortable to be in the home, alone or not...
One morning, my boyfriend (Jordan) was in my bedroom while I was in the back room on my laptop. I didn't particularly WANT to feel watched, as I often do in that room, but I always keep my crystals with me and that makes things feel better (maybe it's psychological, who knows). He had also been sleeping and I'm an early bird.
After a while he came out of the room with a weird look on his face asking, "Where's your mom? Why did she just call my name?" Upon me explaining that she had left over an hour ago, he kind of went pale in the face. The sliding glass door was shut so I said I didn't hear anything. The first thing I asked was if he had been half asleep, but he said that he had woken up a while ago and was just sitting there on his phone. I then suggested maybe he heard someone from outside, but he said it was so clear and sounded so much like her voice that he actually thought she was right outside the cracked door to the bedroom.
Side note: My boyfriend has been staying with us recently, and works a night job so he's home during the day.
In the week following, he randomly told me that he's been hearing doors opening and closing. He said he could even hear the "beep beep" the alarm system makes when the door to the garage opens. He would then proceed to scope it out, expecting to see my mother (even though she is working), only to find nobody home.
A few days later, my mom came home in a very, very bad mood. She immediately took her anger out on me. I'm not usually one to argue, but she was being so darn irrational that one thing led to another and we ended up getting into an intense argument, and then she left. Only a few minutes later, things got a little interesting.
My boyfriend went out back with our puppy (8 month old Pitbull/German shepherd mix), and my brother was in his room with the door shut. I went out to my car, came back inside, and while I was still at the front door I heard what sounded like something RUNNING straight through my kitchen. I actually thought the puppy was back inside, because I heard nails sliding on the tile floor. He's a decent size, and I swear it sounded exactly like his heavy gallop. You can imagine my confusion when, in fact, the puppy was still out back. I scurried outside to avoid whatever that was, and had to tell my boyfriend about it because it really made me feel uneasy for the moment.
Side note: Could this be the same kind of mimicking as hearing my mom's voice?
We came back inside, and Jordan went in the room while I quickly grabbed a drink and a snack. After I came into the room he said that the bedroom door had just flew open on its own a couple seconds ago while I was still in the kitchen. I knew he was somewhat frightened and confused because even though he didn't see anybody, he still asked "Did you just push the door wide open like that and walk away!? Why did it just do that!?" I told him not to worry and it was nothing (he rolled his eyes because I had just told him about what happened in the kitchen 2 minutes ago). I really think the energy of the fight we got into must've stirred up some activity. The rest of the night definitely put us on edge, but nothing else occurred.
A day or so later, I was really baffled by the sliding glass door that leads outside.
It was nighttime, and I was heading off to bed. I remembered that I had to go to the back door and lock it, (my mom was going to be out late and wanted things secure before then). The lock is one that you have to push up.
I went to the bedroom only to realize shortly after that I forgot my phone in the kitchen, but when I went back to grab it, I noticed the sliding glass door open about 4 inches wide (yes, the one I had JUST locked). I literally laughed.
I approached it obviously confused, considering we were the only ones home at the time, not to mention it had only been about 1 or 2 minutes since I saw the door shut and locked.
When I went to shut it, I saw the lock was in fact pushed up, though the door was open. I was BEYOND confused. The door was shut before when I approached it, and it remained that way (it's implausible that I would've left it open somehow, I was securing the house). I know for a fact it was shut. Makes no sense, right? For the incident to have occurred, it had to have been unlocked, opened, and then the lock be pushed up again while the door was still open. I felt a little mocked to be honest.
Now 2 or 3 days later, last night, my boyfriend described to me a rather interesting incident that had happened seconds before I came to join him outside. In my backyard, I have a tiki bar, and in another area there is a small yard and swing set. The tiki has big and little signs and other decorative things inside it.
While watching the pup, he felt something out of the corner of his eye, which urged him to look over at the tiki bar. When he did, he saw one of the big wooden signs swaying back and forth, without any other signs moving along with it, and no wind. He walked towards the tiki bar to get a closer look (I'm guessing he felt this was odd and wanted to see if there was a cause). When he did this, something he couldn't see suddenly brushed past him, causing him to be rather unsettled and frightened when explaining to me what had just happened.
Okay, well I'm truly sorry if this sounds like a bunch of nonsense (I know this is super long) but nevertheless I posted it to get some feedback. I'm currently doing everything I can to move out, as it really is a toxic environment. I'm not sure how to feel about it. Thanks!
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Thank you for still answering.
What you say reminded me of a friend from uni who was a professional singer, who used to say that music is the language of the universe: that vibration permeates eveything. She was also fond of crystals and we had a common acquaintance who would sometimes use a crystal on a string to find out which menu she should go for in the cafeteria.
That's a different usage that when one sees it more as something that makes one happy - just as music or a nice view
>>The house is still very uninviting and I do still sense this presence, but nothing else has really occurred since this post. I really don't know what the source of everything is, I do have a theory, though it is somewhat far fetched.<<
Perhaps something in the house really is the cause as opposed to being a symptom. If the latter, then one would expect the same negativity elsewhere, too, no?
Regards,
Integrist