Mysterious Happenings

As you may have read in my previous story, I just recently moved back to Canada with my fiance Gera-Lann (Geri, as I like to call her). And if you have been following all of my stories you would know that Geri is pregnant. She is going into her 5th month, and is doing very well. Thought I would just bring that up. I'm very excited.

After moving into our house a few months ago, we never noticed anything out of the ordinary. However, over the past few weeks we have been hearing phantom footsteps on the floor above us when we were in the basement watching a movie.

Here is how it all went down...

It was a Friday, I remember because we went out with a few friends for a few drinks to unwind after our crappy week at work. We returned home, fairly early for a Friday, it was around 8pm. We stopped off at the movie store on the way home and picked up a few movies, games, and snack food.

We were right in the middle of playing a shoot 'em up game when Geri put the game on pause, muted TV and stared up at the ceiling.

"What?" I asked her.

"Thought I heard something upstairs... Probably Harley."

I looked down on the floor beside me, "He's sleeping right here by the couch, hun. You might be hearing background noises in the game."

With that, we played the game until we got bored, ignoring the strange thumping noises, and we decided to relax with a quiet movie.

I went over to the DVD player to pop in the disc, when I heard the scuffling sound. I turned around at Geri who was pointing up at the ceiling.

"You heard that right?"

"Yeah" I said and I looked over by the couch to see if Harley was still there. He was... Still snoozing away. "Harley's still down here, so it's not him." I said.

Geri looked at me for a minute, shook her head and went upstairs to use the bathroom.

I finished loading the disc and getting the blankets situated, when Geri called for me to come upstairs. I went upstairs to see her pointing at the computer desk.

I got this really cool pen set from my mom, it's called a "Pen-dulum." basically it's a stand that has a magnet at the top, and you hang the pen from it, and when you push on it, it sways back and forth, like a pendulum. Get it? Good... I can continue...

She was pointing at the pen, and it was swaying in a circular motion, and eventually it slowed and stopped. To be honest I thought she was showing me that she made it spin, so I played along by saying "Sweet, you never cease to amaze me."

I had no idea what she was trying to tell me, and it didn't clue in until the next day. It was a nice day so we decided to take the dog for a walk. When we came back Geri jumped in the shower, and I let Harley out in the yard. I was sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch when I heard a small thump. Almost like when someone gets down on their knees on a hard floor. I looked behind me to see if Harley had somehow gotten into the house and lay down behind me. He wasn't there.

I finished my lunch and put my dishes in the sink, and walked over to the computer to check emails and what not. When I approached the desk I noticed that the pen was spinning quite erratically on its own. It wasn't moving in any particular pattern, then it came to a complete stop, which was impossible because it was just having a spaz attack a second before, if it was moving it should have slowed down and then stopped moving. Nope, it just came to a complete stand still.

I stared at the pen, I was confused, and a little scared...and, a little annoyed because every place we move into seems to have some unnatural being living in it. After staring at it for a few moments I reached out to grab it. As I got closer, the pen fell off of the magnet and onto the desk. I pulled back, and my heart skipped a beat or two... I wasn't expecting that at all. I reached out to grab it again, but just before I grabbed it, it flew off the desk and slammed into the wall opposite the computer. I figure the room is about 16ft X 18ft, so there was definitely some force put into that pen to make it fly across to the other side of the room and hit the wall.

This is when I got fed up, and when Geri got out of the shower I told her what happened. We've been praying and hoping that whatever it is, can find the light and cross over, and leave us in peace. We are very tired of living in haunted homes.