Darkness Under The Door

I have been a believer of ghosts ever since I was little but I have never had anything happen to me ever. I have had friends that have had things happen to them and have even lived in haunted houses and yet I have never, ever when I stayed over at their house, had anything happen to me. It was like I had some kind of ghost repellent. I started to wonder if my dealings in earth magick had cut off my power to ghost and maybe my studies in Wicca had turned them off to me.

It all started around July '09. I can't tell you the exact date since so many things were happening at that time which I think helped bring on what has been happening to me from then until now.

I was living with my boyfriend that summer and we lived on a farm, not too far from town but still a good way away, and it had been a particularly horrible day. My boyfriend's mom had been yelling at us all day for not cleaning the kitchen on time and for not finishing the small garden we were building in the back of the house. She seemed to be thinking of lame reasons to yell at us. First the kitchen then the garden, and then the water in the bathroom and so on without letting up, I was sure that if she didn't stop I was going to give up and walk back into town and move back in with my family.

When she finally let up it was around 10 and the only reason she let up was because she had to work the next day and so we all went to bed in a bad mood.

Let me tell you a bit about "The Mom". My boyfriend's mother is a very religious person, like scary religious, and she's very keen on letting everyone in the world know that she is that way. I think that's why she had such a problem with me in the beginning. She didn't know I was Wiccan but it was almost as if she could see right through my fake interest in what she had to say about God. But she is also Cherokee and knows many things about the spiritual world and knows how to contact spirits. (I believe in God and Jesus I just don't worship them just as an add in).

It was about 11 when it started. I was awake reading a book while my boyfriend slept like a log next to me. I felt as if I was the only person in the house for a while but suddenly I felt a chilly wind sweep over my chest and arms almost completely freezing me out. I sat up and looked around the room and saw nothing but shadows dancing from the night light and book light. I figured the window might be open so I lay back down and took my book up again. After that my dog started freaking out, he wasn't barking but he got up and was looking around everywhere and his eyes were wide and he was growling and his lips were curled in a snarl. I picked him up into my lap and was trying to calm him when I heard something knocking up in the attic. (The attic door was in our room, scary huh?). I looked up at the attic door and it stopped. I thought maybe it was the wind, I was in denial, and I continued to pet my dog until he calmed and I was able to go to sleep after the sun was up.

The next few days The Mom was very quiet and worn out but I didn't think too much of it since she worked a lot. A few weeks after that happened The Mom was all over us again, but this time she was screaming and fussing over the dirt on the floor. That was her only topic that night and she went to bed early still ranting and raving we could even hear her in her bedroom grumbling about how useless we were. This is when the big thing happened.

That night I was reading again, Jeff was sleeping next to me. I had the big overhead light on this time and was just about to head to bed when I started seeing shadows under the door. The bottom of our door was about an inch and a half off the floor so it wouldn't rake and scratch the floor and the light from the fish tank was very bright and came under our door like an extra night light. But this night I could see a shadow blocking most of the light. It was in the form of two separate shadows coming from the same place, like someone's legs. I watched the shadow for a moment thinking what it might have been The Mom wanting something from the living room but then I started hearing voices. They sounded far off and quiet as if someone was whispering to someone else that was answering who was also whispering. My heart started to beat quickly and I curled into a ball on the bed as if ignoring them would help. It didn't; in fact, I could hear more of them this time. All male and all intertwining together so their voices sounded like a humming noise. I turned and looked at the bottom of the door and saw that I could no longer see any of the light coming from the fish tank. As I was watching the bottom of the door I could see, what in my mind looked like hands, come up under the door and hold the bottom of the door. The door started to shake and I freaked. I woke up Jeff and as soon as he woke up everything disappeared, making me look like an idiot.

I told him what happened and he seemed very confused. I started to get angry and I jumped out of bed and placed boxes in front of the door so I could no longer see the bottom I also put a blessed necklace on the door so it would no longer be able to touch the door. I didn't explain the story again to Jeff until the next morning after I purified the house in and out with salt and herbs and placed Runes on the inside of our room so nothing could get in without permission.

After all of that it calmed down to seeing shadows in the bathroom, things moving on their own and so on. I never have been able to figure out what happened that night or who caused it but I have a feeling that The Mom had something to do with it; it always happened the most when her temper flared like it was feeding off her emotions of vice versa.

I have more stories that will be posted at a later date.