How many of us have watched a scary flick and regreted doing it by the time night time came? I love a good scary movie, I particularly enjoy demonic/ possession films. The fear that settles over me after watching the film is something like an adrenaline shot. I dont know about your friends and family but mine swear that by watching such movies, one opens up a door or invites the evil in to your life. I of course, simply ignored their comments. Until recently.
A few months ago, I began to feel an odd unease at home. It only happens at night time, rarely do I have the sensation that someone is watching me during the day. But when night time comes, and I find myself laying in bed, well, its a whole different thing.
Let me share with you all that I am a fan movies like The Conjuring. When I say like, I mean I watched this type of movies often, very often. Yes, I know that lots of people do not think its a scary movie and that is fine. We are all different. However, when you have grown up in a family that has a love/hate relationship with the dark side, this types of films have a tendency of getting me all worked up. From when I was a little girl, I heard my aunts talk about apparitions or animas lost in our world. My aunts stressed to me that this apparitions are not good and look for something or someone to attach themselves to. My aunts themselves did not watch scary movies, they simply passed down stories from generation to generation.
As time went by, I sort of left this stories behind and became a fan of horror movies completely disregarding any warning my family had given me as a child. Well, fast forward to today and here I am, blogging about what I am experiencing at home.
I don’t know what it is, or why its happening but I will be honest and tell you that the fear that comes over me is real. At night, when I lay down and the house is quite, right when I am about to fall asleep, I hear footsteps. And I mean, they always seem to come from my bedroom door over to my side of the bed. It never fails that this happens right when I am at that point of falling asleep. It has startled me to the point I jump and sit up. When I try to adjust my eyes to the dark, I see nothing. I glance around and listen to my husband’s gentle breathing and the rain sounds coming from our Echo speaker playing, but nothing else is in the room. When I hear this footsteps, my heart jumps and I can hear its beat in my ears. It has gotten to the point that I can’t even lay on the edge of my bed or allow my hand or foot to hang from it. I cuddle under my husband and pray. I kid you not, I just pray until I fall asleep. So what is it?
What are the sounds that come over at night time? I know, for a moment I thought I may be suffering from a mental condition or whatever until a couple of weeks ago when my husband mentioned to me, that he thought he had heard footsteps in the hallway. I asked him what did he mean by that, and he just basically said that he had heard footsteps and had originally figured our son was just coming home late and sneaking into the house ( our son has a curfew) so he got up and went to check the hallway, but no one was there. The house was completely silent with only a dim light coming though one of our front windows. He then asked me if I had heard the same sound, I said no.
I confess that after this conversation, I decided it was time to stop watching this movies for a while. I simply can’t figure out why this is happening or how it came to manifest in our home. I am seriously taking a break and do not regret it. The terror I have been experiencing nightly is nothing to laugh at, I mean it. It is particularly bad because I can’t see ( and I am not sure I want to see) what is stalking our home. This is the only way I can describe what’s going on, stalking. Even our dog has gone into barking fits at empty spaces and just growls at nothing. I know, a lot of people will not believe what I am typing or even laugh, trust me I was one of those people, but after what I am going through, I won’t be anymore.
I don’t have an explanation for this thing that walks at night in our home, I just know its not good. So I will end with a word of caution: Be careful of what you allow to come into your home. Evil is real and its only waiting for a small chance to be invited into yourhovome.
Luv,
ThatMrsJones
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