I am new to the site so please forgive me if I make a few mistakes in my tellings. For background information I am 29 and pretty level headed. I grew up in a sinti family (gipsy to you gadji)
And the occult and paranormal was a regular thing. I didn't even realize that others did not have such things in their lives until I started school. Well on to the beginning. When I was a baby my mother divorced my father and married again when I was 5. He moved us out to a nice single wide trailer in the country in Louisiana. It was there that the spirits of the past started to come to me and my sisters.
The land was part of an old plantation and was a tradition of the few neighbors we had for everyone to sit outside and listen to the sounds of an invisible horse and wagon pass. We could all hear clear as day the sounds of hooves on the gravel road, the clatter of the draw chains and the creak of the wood. It was never scary and now I know it was just a residual haunting. But the worst came at night.
I very vividly remember that trailer on that huge plot of land. Every night as a child I and my middle sister who shared a room with me would wake up exactly at the same time, as would my oldest sister who had her own room and my Mother. My step-father always slept through it all. We would hear the front door open and foot steps walking through to the kitchen then followed by the creaking sound of the cabinets and the scratch of the drawers drawing open. The trailer would plunge so cold you could see your breath no matter how hot it was. In the mornings we would get up to find every door in the house open, every cabinet open, every drawer pulled out. It used to infuriate my step-father since he thought it was a joke us kids were playing on him.
My mother and just about everyone in my family has the gift of one kind or another. So, tired of it my entire mother called it out. We all saw the form of a man appear in a misty darkness. It swelled from the floor and just glared at us like we were disturbing HIM! My mother told Him he was scaring us children and to leave. He just laughed and sank back through the floor. Things got worse after. In the dark I would waken to my bed shaking hard, the whole frame and mattress like someone was jerking hard on it.
Then from the side something would drag me to the floor. An evil looking thing, it kind of looked like those gremlins from the movie. But at that time I had never seen it so had no idea about it so was not a dream from watching it. Its skin would glisten slimy and its fingers were so cold they burned. To this day I remember the wicked grin on its face, devious and malicious like it wanted to eat me. I would scream and scream and my sister would start screaming because she would see it too. Finally my Mother started having us sleep with her. I never did find out what it was but I think was some earth bound spirit who was out to destroy the family.
Okay, that is all for now. I will be posting more of my story here later as it spans the length of my life and continues even now. If you have any comments or what no please feel free to offer any up. I ask though please to not be leaving negative like "oh you are dumb" or anything of the type. Thanks.
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