Again, the people who read some of my other experiences on this site, or are first timers to reading my experiences, you can go back to my first published experience, "Very Unexplained Experiences".
This is a mix of some of the other crazy Unexplained experiences I've had at my sister's property on Des Voignes Road in Denison, Texas, just outside town, before she sold the property to a "flipper".
One night, I was in the living area of my 30 ft camper. My wife and I were living in on my sister's property. It was in July. Just about an hour after dark.
I just started hearing a Christmas song, don't remember which one, just barely loud enough to hear all of the words to the song. It played over and over for for 2 to 3 hours until I fell asleep. That's all that happened that night.
My wife never experienced anything on this property while we were living there (about a year and a half). She did believe in spirits because the house where she moved from, when we got together, she'd said she'd see a transparent old lady and a cat sometimes.
At my sister's property, as I would be having an experience, it would stop every time she'd come into the room or near me, wherever I'd be.
I'd go to the restroom in my camper we were living in on nearly any given night. I'd turn out the light and I swear to God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit that shadows would start swirling around fast every direction until I'd turn the light back on.
I'd get my wife to come into the restroom with me and we'd turn out the light before or after it'd happen to me... NOTHING WOULD HAPPEN with her in there. Ever.
I'd be up front in the camper and she'd be in the rear in the bedroom. Some nights, I'd hear what sounded like a few people whispering outside the windows.
Then I'd immediately start hearing what sounded like knives scraping the windows, trying to get the windows unlocked. Like on old houses with the cheap windows which with a knife, you could turn the lock latch and open the windows. I'd call my wife to the front while it'd be happening, and it'd stop.
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So many things happened there. I can only count on what I truly experienced. But my niece told me so mm e of her experiences before I ever told her I had any, and few were very similar. Similar enough to believe her about some of her experiences, if not all. What I experienced, very few "seemed" to be related possibly to each other. That's why it was so crazy! You'll definitely need to see my next experiences I'm going to write. Maybe tomorrow. Not sure. I just fell down some bug rocks when walking down the dam at Lake Texoma dam to fish. I got pretty cut up and bruised up but my leg is killing me so I'll probably go get it checked out tomorrow. So depends on that when I get to do my next writing. It's some of the last things I experienced there.