There has been some pretty creepy things going on in our apartment the last two weeks that is unlike anything I have dealt with.
It started last week Jocelyn had been asleep for awhile and Cuyler was getting a shower while I was putting away dishes. I was just about done when I heard what I thought was him walking down the hall. I remembered that most of our towels were in the dryer so I quickly said stay in the bathroom I will grab You a towel, I didn't want him to get the carpet wet and I kind of felt bad because I had forgot to put them away.
I noticed that I didn't hear the bathroom door shut, its kind of squeaky. When I came around the corner he wasn't standing at the bathroom door in fact the shower was still running and the door was shut.
I got two towels, one for Cuyler and one to dry the floor when I opened the door to my surprise the floor was dry. I asked how he managed to avoid getting the floor wet when he stepped out, he said that he hadn't.
But I heard You, he laughed and asked me what I meant by that. I explained that usually I can hear his necklace clink as he walks and he always shuffles his feet. Well it wasn't me,
All observant one he teased.
I laughed it off and told myself that I was just hearing things and went to get ready for bed. Later that night around 3:30 maybe a little after I woke up to Jocelyn crying like I had never heard her cry before. It automatically sent me into protective Mommy mode and I ran to her room. Now before I go any further let me just say this. I do NOT believe in the witching hour so please don't even go there.
I merely mentioned the time because it was unlike Jocelyn to wake up at that time She had already been given a bottle and changed around 11 when she last woke up which is her normal estimated time. She is pretty insync with her schedule, Anyway moving along.
I went in her room and picked her up trying to calm her down, Cuyler wasn't far behind me. He asked me if I noticed how it felt like somebody else had been in there and I nodded my head yes as I continued to try and calm down the baby. She was looking all over the room, clinging to me as tight as her little hands would let her and sobbing. Something had defintley scared her, Whatever it was had left its energy signature behind.
We managed to get her back to sleep and went to bed ourselves. I lay there thinking about everything that happened and made a mental note to talk to Cuyler about refreshing the shields over our apartment. I am yet to master that and he has a lot more experience with the supernatural than I do.
We hardly ever have any issues with spirits in our house so all of this was frustrating for me especially considering that it was bothering Jocelyn, that's something I won't stand for mess with me but not my baby.
I heard once again what sounded like Cuyler walking down the hall. Same shuffle and the clank of his necklace but this time I knew it wasn't him, he was laying right beside me. Why would it try to mimic the sound of his walk, I rolled over and snuggled into Cuy whispering to myself Your going to have to do better than that to scare me, I'm on to You.
Yeah, I probably shouldn't have said that.
The rest of the week was pretty normal except for the electricity, the lights are either absurdly bright or really dim but none of the appliances seem to be effected. I am still not sure if its due to what's hanging around the apartment, the fuse box or the wiring were still waiting on maintaince to come check that out.
I have noticed that it only happens in the living room and dinning room. And that it usually happens when I am in the room alone or with Jocelyn. It's super rare that it happens while Cuy is home so I'm leaning more towards supernatural but not swearing to it. I also know that its not the lightbulbs because we use the energy efficient ones and I know they are put in flushly but not too tight and that they are the right wattage. So they shouldn't be blowing as quick as they are.
It wasn't until this week that I officially got freaked out by this spirit. I was reading Jocelyn a bedtime story waiting on Cuyler to get home when I once again heard what sounded like him walking down the hall. I decided to ignore it hoping that it would get the point and go away continuing Joce's story like nothing was going on.
For a minute it stopped and I said to myself, that's what I thought and smiled in triumph. I tucked Jocelyn in, turned on her mobile and was just about to go into the living room when I heard Cuyler call out Hi LittleWolf.
Feeling all giddy because I love when he calls me by that nick name, I quickly went to greet him. As soon as I stepped into the living room and saw him standing by the door I stopped, something wasn't right but I couldn't figure out what.
What no hug, he asked grinning. I stepped closer to him and then I spotted what was wrong his eyes were the wrong color Cuyler has dark brown eyes not blue! I froze in a combination of fear and anger.
Then just as quick as snapping your fingers it just vanashied, I stood there feeling dazed and exhausted. I went and checked on Jocelyn to make sure she was alright and found her sleeping peacefully.
As soon as Cuyler got home I told him about what happened and he cleansed and shielded every room of the house, Jocelyn and me. Neither one of us have ever ran across something that can mimic the voice and appearance of someone almost flawlessly like that.
And we have no clue what it is, why it is bothering Jocelyn and I or how we can get rid of it once and for all. I have never dabbled with an Ouija board or tarot cards, they have always creeped me out. Any info or suggestions are super appreciated I just want peace back in our house and to make sure this spirit can't come back.
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