...And Sometimes They Use the Door!
I moved into my sisters home last January, it all started in March. My niece, her daughter, came in at 2am in the morning and said that the back door was wide open and that the broiler was on in the kitchen. The whole kitchen was glowing she said. We did not even use the oven the night before. She woke up my sister and my sister woke me up saying there was someone in the house.
At 1:17 am she woke up with a woman standing above her bed. As she is used to this she went to sleep for her daughter to wake her up at 2:17 about the back door and broiler. We looked in the house and of course no one was there.
A month went by and I was used to my niece being up when I would get up
for work at 2:30am. I got up one morning, no lights on downstairs. I went to
the kitchen to pull the chain to turn on the light. I stopped half way as I saw a
girl sitting at the kitchen table. I could see the black form. Her hair and
shoulder and I was about to say "what are you doing sitting in the dark",
thinking it was my niece.
When I opened my mouth to speak she was gone. I walked into the kitchen, and turned on the light, thinking to myself,,,,,,,did I or didn't I see what I thought I saw. Well talking to my sister the next night, we compared notes and I had seen my first spirit. After that, one time going to the back door to go to work, the handle was glowing red and yet when I touched it, it was ice cold.
Time has gone by and now it is October and it happened one more time last
month. I got up and the backdoor was wide open. I wrote a note for my sister
saying she left the back door open. She told me
the next night that she double checked and it was closed and locked when she went to bed.
About a week later she said she was laying in bed and it got ice cold in her room
and she could feel someone crawling up the bed and shaking it on purpose. This time
she feels it is a man.
The only other incident I had in this house was one day in the kitchen,
putting away some crackers, I thought to myself to put them in a baggie and get rid of the
box. Just then a baggie floated on top of the
crackers. I looked up to the cupboard and the box lay flat as they could not fall
out. I just looked up and said thank-you. I believe that was still the woman,
as she is here. But is not trouble. She helps us.
This may not be horror stories, but this is true and
as I said, I could go on and on........
~FJ
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