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It was enough pressure both times that if felt like someone sat on my foot and the weight of it pulled on the bed some. While in bed at night laid back and reading I felt something put pressure on my foot towards the end of the bed. Last month and the month before the same thing happened. I asked him what the problem was, he said he saw a dark figure taller than me standing next to me for a moment while I opened the door to the garage.Ībout two months ago while in my bathroom standing in front of the mirror fixing my hair I turn my head towards the doorway to my room and a white mist shot by real fast at eye level. Now my dog wouldn't have been scared about the picture falling because that happened before she went to investigate something in that room scared her after the fact.Ī few months ago while getting the dog some food out of the garage my son was startled. On second look of my daughter's room I noticed one of her pictures had fallen off the wall but the back was still hanging, the frame and picture are what fell. I checked my daughter's room, my son's room and their bathroom and saw nothing. So just in case I grab a big knife from the kitchen and my dog by the collar, I had to practically drag her with me, to see what caused the noise and her fear. My immediate thought is did someone just break into my house? But if that was the case my dog would have barked and most likely attacked. At the doorway to the hall she stops, jerks back with her tail between her legs, and runs back to me, shaking. My dog jumps up out of her sleep and runs over to the source of the noise. I am on the couch when I hear a noise like something fell in the area of my kids' rooms. It was in the afternoon and no one was home but my dog and myself. My first experience in the house was about 4 or 5 months ago. Sometimes it's the living room, dining room, or foyer. When she acts like that she is afraid and won't go into the room where she is directing her attention. This time it was peeking out of the doorframe of my bathroom went slowly back in there and was gone.įrom time to time, even now, my dog will get very scared, start shaking, growling and barking, but I would find nothing. This time when he went in my room to see what caused a noise he saw the black figure again. He said it turned to "walk" away and got smaller and smaller until it disappeared.Ī couple weeks later it happened again.
When he walked in my room he saw a dark figure in my room. He told me he heard a noise in my room and went to see what caused it. I asked if they were cold, even though it wasn't cold in the house. I mention for him to let the dog in the house to give him company and make him feel more comfortable.Ībout a month later I come home from work finding both my kids bundled up in the same blanket holding each other while sitting on my daughters bed. I calmly tell him that practice was over in 5 minutes and I would be on my way and that he will be okay. He turned around and nothing was there on both occasions. He said while sitting at the dining room table something pushed on the back of his head, twice. I am worried because he never gets scared. He calls me scared, wanting me to come home. While coaching my daughter's soccer practice my son stayed at home to finish his homework. Not long after that my son, 12 at the time, has his own experience. From that night on, with the exception of her friends spending the night, she sleeps with me. She describes it as like it's breathing on her and smelling her. She tells me there is something in her room, she feels and hears it coming up to her while she is lying down. About 15 minutes later I turn around, my daughter is standing there, pale, tears down her cheek begging to sleep in my bed again. The next night I put my daughter to bed in her room and went in the other room to fold laundry. Of course I let her sleep with me that night. She says, "No mom, it's not the picture because I can't see the picture through the dark figure." Chills ran through my body. In hopes of alleviating her fears I tell her maybe it's the "Wizard of OZ" characters in the large picture that hangs on the wall. She was embarrassed to say but after some encouragement she said, "I see a dark figure in my room." I ask where in her room she sees it, she says at the end of her bed.
She had tears in her eyes, so I asked her why. She looks at me and says "Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?" I told her she was too old and should sleep in her bed. It all started with my daughter (9 years old at the time) and I sitting on the couch one evening. I have lived in my house in Cypress, Texas for a little more than year and a half but everything began happening a year ago.