Sometimes it’s so nice to have dogs so you have someone to blame for every little creak and moan. And someone to go to the bathroom with you when you are scared! But what about the times you can’t blame them? Do you believe the dead walk among us?
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| Cemetery in Savannah Georgia. I added the friend. |
It seems like this time of year stirs something up. Maybe it’s everywhere, or maybe just in my life, but I always feel a bit more spooked! Last night I had dreams of hauntings and ghosts. Oddly enough though, I wasn’t scared (as I would normally be). I had a semi-conscious dream of seeing a woman (who I didn’t know) in a flowing gown float away from the foot of our bed and out our window. I assume it was a dream because before that I was dreaming of being in a haunted house. (not my house…more like a movie house that I was trying to get out of)
I have had “encounters” all of my life. Nothing concrete that would make be say for certain that ghosts exist, but definitely enough strangeness to make me wonder. Lately I have been seeing a lot of “corner of your eye” stuff. It is said that when you see something out of the corner of your eye, that is really a ghost. I have been seeing odd things though…like crows or something that flies or runs off. Not human forms like I usually do. So I thought it was a symptom of my TTP….neurological changes. Sometimes people have strokes or hallucinations related to TTP, so I have been blaming it on that. But maybe it’s not?
Back to the dogs…yesterday I went down to the basement and heard the door to the main floor creaking. Naturally I assumed one of the dogs bumped into the door and caused it to move.
You know those little door stoppers that protect walls…they are on springs and go “boing-ng-ng” when you pull them back and release them? Well I hear that boing a lot. A Lot! I always assume it is one of the dogs playing with it. Like maybe Bonnie sat up against it and when she jumped up it did the boing. Sounds logical, right?
Well what about when you can’t blame them? This morning I was coming down the stairs in the dark, as I do every morning. I got to the center landing where the stairs switchback and took the first step on the next part. I felt a nudge on my upper thigh and thought Hoya had ran into me coming down behind me. Only I looked down and he was ahead of me, almost to the bottom of the stairs. Now, there is no way that Bonnie or Clyde would have been able to hit me that high up! So….??
I’m not the only one experiencing stuff in this house either! We live next to a protected Civil War battlefield. Our community nestles up against the battlefield property. So it is likely that the troops passed over our land, and maybe even set up camp in this area. Last winter, J was out shoveling snow and had his ear buds in listening to music. He said he thought he heard me yelling at him so he stopped, took out his ear buds and turned toward the house expecting to see me standing at the garage, but I wasn’t there. So he put his ear buds back in and continued shoveling. Then he said he heard distinctive marching orders and commands. He removed his earbuds again and it was quiet. He rewound his song to see if it was in the song and it wasn’t. It never happened again.
I tend to hear things when there is white noise going on too…like in the shower. I will hear what sounds like a hushed conversation, or sometimes orchestra music. I don’t hear words ever, just hushed mumbles that stop as soon as I turn off the shower.
I never feel scared in this house though. Sometimes I feel uneasy like someone is here watching, but it’s not all the time. I don’t think our house is haunted, but more like someone comes and checks up on us every now and then. And I hate talking about it because I think talking about it opens you up to more activity. And I definitely do not want that!
What about you? Any stories that you just can’t explain? Anything that makes you feel certain that spirits roam among us? I know my sisters have plenty of stories! Share some below! And be sure to click the “notify me” box so you will know if you get a reply to your comment! 🙂


Ha ha! I wonder if the people in your old AZ house feel like they're being watched? That being said, with one incident involving mail, maybe they should feel like they're being watched! 😉 I never felt anything there either. Aside from watching the ghost shows. Fun times! 🙂
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